ITT: Your Weed Box

ITT: Your Weed Box

This is my very first stash box. I was young when I started using him. He lasted a good five, five-and-a-half years. I picked him up from a neighbor's yard sale for fifty cents. He had a busted hinge, so I replaced them. What drew me to him were these two hook-and-eye clasps on the front. I guess it was some kind of artist kit. I loved the walls inside, and how they would not allow my shit to jostle around. He was perfect. Could scrape and roll with the top half, kept everything organized.

Over the years, he started to get some character. In my stupors I would doodle on him, squiggles, symbols, psychobabble... Sharpie's a bitch to clean off of un-shellacked wood. I loved him. He was iconic.

Eventually he started to crack along the bottom, which you can see. I tried to remedy the issue with some framing brads, to no success. The sections continued to separate slowly until it was impractical to keep using it.

So I got a new box! New box is mature, classy. A piano-black and gold-leaf affair. To keep the first box's legacy alive, I've transplanted the hook clasps that first caught my eye all those years ago. It's a reflection of who I've become vs. who I was.

Goodbye, Box. Love you always

Contemplating tossing the old one vs. keeping it for sentimental reasons. Thoughts?

>your box
weed

More pics to help immortalize him. Whale has gotten me through some tough shit. You're the real MVP, Whale.

mine is in old jam jar

>wooden box
Lol how often did your parents bust you? Your room must have reeked of weed. Buy a mason jar or tupperware box. Something airtight

>to help immortalize him
more pics

>old jam jar
mine is

>how did your parents bust you
often

it is

The aforementioned walls.

Also shoutout to my cat. She has stage 4 kidney failure. Hang in there, girl.

>also my cat
shoutout

>is
it

is the cat alive for you pleasure or itt's?

isn't it?

>is the cat pleasure it's
alive for you

She's not in any discomfort. We're following vet's orders

>it not
is

>not any discomfort
she

I is almost folls yous

>yous folls
I almost

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thats fucking filthy

Salvage the wood and make something else of it. Keeping a broken box sucks. Take pictures though.
Use the salvaged wood to make a necklace or a pipe or an ashtray or something

>thats filthy
fucking

>salvage something else
wood

Yes.

Pic: No Relation

euroshopper bier!

gatverdamme

>Relation
yes no

>gatverdamme bier
euroshopper

Why does everyone in Europe have ugly couches. Awful wallpaper too.

>everyone does ugly couches
europe

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I started vaping after 32 years of life.

I had scattered edible experiences through my 20s and my lungs were too sensitive to ever smoke anything correctly.

I jumped into the deep end of vaping and have been high everyday for the last year.

>32 years of life
started vaping

Sobriety is for common folk. I'm buzzed all the time.

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>buzzed is for common folk
sobriety all the time

my magicbox

inside

>magicbox
my

My Filthy Box outside. I've had it longer that my long term memory works

>my box outside
filthy

Not my first weed stash box (I was in my early 20s when this cereal and related toy came out), but my favorite.
The box was for "storing cassettes" but worked perfectly to hold my weed in a small 35mm film canister along with the pipe I "built from parts" at the local head shop.

Still have the box, still has the 35mm canister and pipe inside (no pic because I'm at work but the image is of what i have).

Awesome

I spent most of my 20s Drunk as shit, Got sober, ended up on pharmaceuticals that made my dick dead and found love then weed.

>stash box
weed

>awesome

>Spent 20 as shit
drunk

Air guitar! Excellent.

>excellent guitar!
air

Never a drinker.

what?

>a drinker
never

>weed

I also kept rock and speed in there from time to time.

>Kept time to time in there
speed

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