Random Jibber Jabber Thread

The Outdoorsman

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Meh, tripping is after you sink into the mattress for about a minute or so, then blurt out to your friends, "I want to be a puppy".
(people laughing hystarically)
Or when you put up a ladder in the lawn in the middle of the night climb to the top and reach for the stars because you feel like going "up".

Yes I just quoted myself. I miss hallucinogens. And think I'm about due.
 

Mr. Bongwater

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His mom is going to catch onto what he's up to one of these days and then he won't have to worry about some random dude on the internet because he's going lose his privileges.
She'll still let him go outside for a smoke though, right?
how young do u guys think i am ffs lol and i never had very strict parents thank god, i admitted to my mom that i smoked weed a longgg time ago like 14 or 15, i didn't get caught or anything i wasn't a fucking idiot (well every teen is stupid and thinks their own parents are out to get them) but i never got caught i just ended up telling her that i smoked it and i remember she was pissed for a bit but didn't lecture, didn't ask any questions about who i got it from or anything, like fuck i would rat anyways that was BEAT into my head, she never smoked it before so to this day shes still stuck the 90's anti-weed refeer madness bullshit but she was pretty cool wit me smokin, smokin cigs and drinkin threw my teenage hood didn't want me to drink in the house though and my dad is pretty chill she told him about it but he never confronted me about it lol i still don't know what he thinks of that situation, the only reason i can't smoke inside is because my brother bitches about stinkin up the place and it kills my high, rather not deal with that
 

The Outdoorsman

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only if his room is cleaned and he sets the table before dinner!

or some shit, poor kid, hes got a couple years before he can move out, that was all i wanted to do when I was 16.
Moved out when I was 17. Well a week after I turned 18 because that landlord wouldn't rent to a 17 year old. No referances but after one sit down with him he could tell I was good shit. Just me and my dog living in a haunted house. He had seperation anxiety so I would take him to school with me and he would sleep in my truck while I was at class. (culinary school, that didn't last long)
Man was that a shithole. Probably something like a 600 sq ft 1 bedroom shack. Decent location. Was close to a lake. Bike path in the back yard. Neighbors said to me one day, "hey have you been smelling weed lately?"
"Oh yeah I've been smelling that too"...
Young and dumb and no carbon filter.

I regret nothing!
(random jibber jabber)
 
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