I see. Didn't the smell of it put you off? There's nothing in the world that would convince me to have a swig although I once knew a bloke who would empty out the water then dry the dregs in the bottom of the bong and resmoke it. He used to call it 'nummas'. I don't know how it's spelled, but that's how it sounded. Disgusting is what I thought.
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