furilla

A ten year-old was standing two feet from the door of my library smoking a joint, and when a teacher from the local middle school walked up and asked him what he was doing (duh!), he just smiled. And when she asked him his name, he gave her one...it just wasn't his name. And then he took off. I'd just seen this kid outside with his dog - he'd smiled at me. He is one charming kid. I guess maybe the pot helps.