I have the craziest smoking origin.
I don’t talk to my dad anymore.
Long story short, when Jules hit the.
Hit the streets, you know,
um. My dad was a chain smoker, right?
Both my parents were. And when Jules hit the streets,
both my parents picked up one up.
And we’re like, right?
Parents split automatically.
My father has an identity crisis and wants to get closer to me.
He does not process the fact that a jewel is still harmful.
And it was a mango jewel pod.
It all starts for everyone.
And we are passing that shit back and forth.
Playing on my fucking Nintendo Switch in my grandma’s basement
cause he just got kicked out.
And that’s where it started.
Uh huh. And I was experiencing nicotine withdrawals during COVID, okay?
Not knowing what they were