Nobody wanted to see the fight except me

My wife refused to go with me to a fight.

The fight was held on a Thursday night when we were already scheduled 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, but I ended up going alone. I had a great seat, because I was alone and by myself. I was in the fifth row and I could smell the sweat on each of the fighters. 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 my head to the guy and he passed the blunt up to me. The whole area smelled like weed, but nobody cared. I took a couple of huge hits from the marijuana blunt. My eyes started to get glassy and I felt my body get lighter. I had a little giggle. The guy passed it to me again, but I was nervous to hit the blunt because the bouncer was at the end of the row. Honestly, I didn’t need the second round. I was totally baked after hitting the weed blunt the first time. I thought I was going to be lonely and bored without my 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 venue.



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