| - PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON... (where the fuck else do you think the story originated from) A story about dragons, magic and Knights…..
By Meghann Holmes
Dedicated to Little bored brother Rosie D…
Once upon a time…..in a land called Honah Lee Puff the dragon ate the knight. The knight was carrying many of these tree shaped funguses. He was taking them to the wizard to find out what they were. After that tasty knight, it was a magical trip fro Puff.
That’s when he decided pot was good, but he HAD to find something better. That’s when he met Mario who gave him a magic star. So Puff took the star and the way cool mushroom trip ceased to be so cool next to this magical star.
Puff needed to find more, but whatever this was….Honah Lee was dry. Little did Puff know, there was a reason they called him Little Jackie Paper.
It just so happened these magic stars came in many forms…including square shaped papers. The two of them frolicked in the psychedelic ocean mist. They would take the boat and Little Jackie perched on his tail would keep an eye out.
The King of Spades and Queen of Diamonds would bow as Paper and Puff entered their port, (how else would they get through those crazy masquerade balls w/ smiles on their faces)?
Pirates lowered their flags as they came in. One time, they did not have enough gold to trade for these happy little papers, but they did have pills. Little Jackie and puff were reasonable. They traded the papers in exchange for some of the pretty Red Pills.
It was nothing but love anymore. They frolicked through the ocean mist. Honah Lee was a new sensation. Little Jackie Paper and Puff lived in this happy euphoria.
Puff retired to his cave for some green and Jackie Paper would return with some pape’s. Sadly dragons live forever, not so little boys. As the sun came up, Puff sat and waited, but Little Jackie Paper did not return.
Puff that poor old dragon ceased his mighty roar and hung his head in sorrow. Colors were not so vibrant, his feet were no longer one with the ground, his tounge was dry, and sleep seemed impossible. There were no more Red Pills, No more magic stars, No more magic soaked papers. Nothing to roll this tasty green in….
The moral of the story….haha, wtf man, there is none…
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