And here I thought US judges could be incompetent boobs.

Every day. They're terrible, but I still make them

Close. Michigan.

Now I know it's a thing, undoubtedly the next one will go there.

I'd love to say I miss the catharsis of sorting seeds and stems, but I don't.

Lol. I probably look more like him now, since I've got long hair.

Shockingly, I lost my virginity that same year. God bless that young woman.

Not really. Still pretty patchy. I loved my Kaw, even though it was slow. But yeah, it would fire right up every year. My garage burned down and that was the last time it fired up.

I was a music producer back then lol.

I do not remember.

Now I have to hear them

Fah-Q

Mostly hip hop by then. Didn't get into Korn until a little later.

I'm a couple years too old for pogs.

Yeah man

Wings, baby.

Me, too! I bought my first stussy shirt in Colorado before my freshman year. First kid in my school to wear it lol.

I'm pretty sure it's Christmas in that pic, so it's new.

I really thought I was the coolest.

My dad tells a story about buying a pound of Mexican weed, only to find a donkey turd in the middle of it.

I remember being able to make a dime stretch for a whole weekend. Don't know how I did it.

It is indeed still a thing!

Right, there was no popping over to the dispo and chatting with your budtender about the five thousand products on display, you had to page your dealer and buy what he had, or rely on the kindness of your friends.

Mexican brick weed full of stems and seeds.

Oh no, I meant watching. We had a minor league team in town. I was only ever drop-in level, at best.