Sunday, March 13, 2005

Hookahs, not bazookas.

If there's a hookah bar in your city, I recommend going. There's one a few blocks from where I live, and tonight was the first night I've been there. Pretty dumb of me to wait this long, because that place ROCKED. And it was called "The Casbah." So yeah, we literally rocked the casbah, rocked the casbah. Sharif didn't like it. Anyway, if you've never been to one, they put what amounts to a giant water bong on your table, and you smoke whatever flavored tobacco they put in it. It's good stuff, even if it makes your stomach churn once you stop (like mine is right now.) It's about the closest legal thing you can get to smoking illegal substances, since you can get pretty damn buzzed smoking that shit. Damn. I think I'm gonna go puke right now. I'm such a lightweight. It's all that non-smoking. I need to go watch more Truth commercials...

I'll let you know if my mouth tastes like I ate ten pounds of ass in the morning (likely.)

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