G Blunter

I saw G Blunter finish a blunt in 10 seconds. The rest of us were still trying to figure out how to light it.

He blew out smoke so hard, it knocked the lights out.

G Blunter can smoke a blunt while riding a bike. I tried it. I fell.

G Blunter just ate a blunt like it was a sandwich. I asked for seconds. He said no.

He walked into the room, said 'cheese and wine,' and started smoking a blunt like it was a normal day.

I tried to talk to him. He was too busy chewing a blunt like it was a taco.

G Blunter smoked a blunt in 10 seconds. I took 2 minutes just to light mine.

He smoked a blunt so fast, the blunt said 'please stop.'

He smoked a blunt while doing push-ups. I tried it. I failed.

G Blunter lit a blunt with his eyes closed and told me I was a loser. I believed him.

He smoked a blunt while talking trash. I got nervous and dropped my phone.

He lit a blunt with his eyes closed and still beat me at chess.

G Blunter smoked a blunt and laughed so hard, he cried. I just stared.

He smoked a blunt and told a joke so funny, it made me cry.

He smoked a blunt, told a joke, and still had time to beat me at video games.

G Blunter smoked so much, he looked like a balloon about to pop. I was scared.

He smoked a blunt so fast, it looked like it was sprinting.

He smoked a blunt and still had time to text me. I just sat there.