Mountain High - Yu Gi Oh!
“Where is Honda?” Yugi said. “We don’t have any blunt wraps!”
“How lame can you peons possibly get,” came a voice from the ladder. “Forgetting the most basic materials for such an important task.”
Kaiba stepped up onto the roof, dragging a huge metal case with him.
“Kaiba,” Yugi said, licking his lips. “Is that a deck in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
Kaiba scowled and slipped the slim can of butane from his pocket. He threw it at Atem.
“Forget your primitive blunts. Why don’t I show you how a scientist gets high,” he said as he carefully unlatched the case.
The little gathering of housemates peered appreciatively into the open case. Kaiba had a variety of pens and cartridges, an extremely expensive vaporizer, a butane torch, three different glass pipes, and best of all, a rainbow of shatters and waxes, all carefully labeled by strain and potency.
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