Mary Jane's Camel Toe

This guy Mark, right, wanted to do some crazy stuff one afternoon between classes. He was like man lets go smoke some. I was not into it at first ,but the strain form making mocha skim crappa lattes all day had got to me. So I was like, "Hell yeah, lets do this."

This guy, Mark, he had me following him down behind the main campus building as if he was taking me to the hatch on Lost. Finally, we cornered ourselves between the green shrubs and a cheep wooden smoker's fence and he pulled it out. It was huge. I had never seen one this fat and bulging with Jamaican goodness. I was like. "Man, what is that thing."

He smiles at me shaking his head up and down. He leans in close and says "Mary Jane's' Camel Toe", with a wack pimp voice.

He handed it to me and offered me first light and puff. I looked at it, then held it in my hands. Brought it up to my nose to get the essence of crystal clear seas and jerk chicken. Then with disgust, I had to inform this guy Mark, that is was a burrito.