Back in the High School years, my parents used to play poker on Saturday nights at friends houses, so our apartment was free for me to use. I use to have Sacopapa and other friends over. We would smoke weed on the balcony so we wouldn't stink up the house. It had an awesome view of the NYC skyline and we would just talk and shit. My pops had a nice Sansui Stereo and for some reason we would usually like to kick of the evening with Hell's Bells. Ah, memories.