I’m a square. I have never seen a real live bong, but feel like I could recognize one in the wild based in descriptions from books. I did once get a contact high, picking up a couple of wake-and-bakers for class. I dropped them off and went home for the day to look, I mean really look, at my hands; positive I’d be detected and dismissed from Community College.
Not that I’m without my vices: I worship at the altar of red wine, but that church meets 365 days a year. They also serve that in ACTUAL CHURCH.