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After I divorced my daughter's mother, she used to stop by occasionally. I would share my stash with her (back when I used to do that sort of thing) until one day she threatened to call my boss & tell him that I was a pothead. Needless to say, I didn't hook her up with any more free buzz (talk about shooting yourself in the foot) & kept our relationship at a very shallow need to know basis that continues to this day.
After my daughter turns 18 next January, I hope to never speak to her again & close that bitter chapter of my life.
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Paul
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