b-luh c-luh
It’s the b-luh’s way of saying, ‘I’m not just good, I’m huge.’ Two b-luh’s wrapped together like they’re in a love triangle. Six grams of pure trouble.
That b-luh is so big, it’s like a whole bunch of blunts rolled into one.
I tried to light it and it just stared back at me.
This b-luh is like a monster. It eats blunts for breakfast.