I bought an ounce today with m'dad. My papa's a sweet ol' bear. Born at the very beginning o' the Korean war, and it jes' so happens that th'bull is a stoner like me. Heck, the bear was the one who got me to be a dang near chronic smoker!

A lot of the time, my dad comes over to smoke with me. Th'poor guy's got serious chronic pain, and hangin' out with him helps a lot when 'E's smokin' up. Never good to be lonely when ya smoke, after all. Sometimes, though, we'll get that really good herb that makes me fall into a brief moment of mental clarity, and it lets me touch into my earth element powers. Now I just gotta make sure I get rid of all these flowers before they die and dirty up the carpet with crunchy, dead petals.

Guess who got their new tablet pen?! Yeeea, this bear does! This pen is SO much better than the grip pen. The nibs are a lot different though for this one, but I'm not complainin'. Enjoy a new picture!