Fast Eddy
2/25/2017
I lament over days gone by. As the smoke from my juan rolls over my face, I close my eyes and let a single tear roll down the side of my cheek in memoriam of the death of my good friend Edmund. Ironically, just like the strain I was smogin, Eddy was quite fast; however, his love of speed was his downfall. He ran headways into a wall after his mom caught him jerkin it to a Dora the Explorer plush (Boots). Rest in peace Fast Eddy as I continue to RIP this bong.