I stare at this little pile of the sweetest smelling sativa I have ever encountered. There is also a nicely preserved ball of hashish with it. I take pleasure in breaking it all up and i remove from my front pocket my last cigar. I split the cigar down the middle carefully and put the ingredients. As i roll it up I cannot help but wonder if it will meet my expectations. I finish rolling and without ego I can say this is the most beautiful blunt I have ever rolled. Perfect in every way. I reach for my lighter and meld the elements of earth, wind, and fire and shut my eyes as the smooth hot smoke penetrates every inch of my lungs. I exhale through my nose and instantly feel the effects of this fabulous blunt I have created. “This is really good stuff” I think to myself. I lean back and enjoy the smoke. Higher than I have ever been I take in the last hit and let it out slowly. The silk blindfold is tied around my head and I breathe deep as a lone .45 bullet burrows into the back of my skull and I am executed.Bye