Nobody wanted to see the fight except me

My wife refused to go with me to a fight.

The fight was held on a Wednesday night when the people I was with and I were already tied up to be in the city; My wife and I were there all week, and I was attending lots of activities that I didn’t enjoy.

I tried to convince her to go with me, even though I ended up going alone. I had a good seat, because I was alone and by myself. I was in the second row and I could smell the sweat on each of the fighters, however someone in the row behind me was smoking a giant blunt. The blunt was the size of a cuban cigar. They were passing it down the row. I nodded our head to the guy and he passed the blunt up to me. The whole area smelled like weed, however nobody cared. I took a couple of huge hits from the marijuana blunt. My eyeah started to get glassy and I felt our body get lighter. I had a little giggle. The guy passed it to me again, even though I was distraught to hit the blunt because the bouncer was at the end of the row! Honestly, I didn’t need the minute round. I was totally baked after hitting the weed blunt the first time. I thought I was going to be lonely and bored without our wife. I thought about staying at the hotel and going to the casino instead. The truth is that I had way more fun without her. She never would have agreed to smoking marijuana illegally in the place.

Purple haze