Autodoctor
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When I die I’m being shipped to massengill
What about smoking some of him?View attachment 4963717
My homie kicks it with me in the grow room. I hope someone does something cool like this with my cremains. And no I'm not pouring him into the fucking plant, I'm not Method Man
I ain't Redman eitherWhat about smoking some of him?
I certainly hope there are boatloads of these cult members in Old Scratch's play ground !i doubt there are any cenobites in hell...we all carry our own hell with us, it's very different for everyone
Mine too, but the wife made me put air holes in it!My mother in law is in a box in my cellar......doesn't seem to bother her.
I DIP THE BIBLE IN A POOL OF BLOOD SO NONE OF ITS LIES CAN AFFECT ME.seems the title is a little misleading. no evidence of higher brain function but NDE's show that we can return to our bodies for a short time after we leave.could be we enter a dream state similar to non-REM dreams that is shaped by our beliefs and life experience
i fail to see how that helps...educating yourself works much better, is a lot cleaner, and doesn't go rancid after a few days....I DIP THE BIBLE IN A POOL OF BLOOD SO NONE OF ITS LIES CAN AFFECT ME.
The idea being?What about smoking some of him?
Sorry, I meant snorted.The idea being?
I believe if you have Jesus in your heart you will go to heaven.
Guess I'm not going there... the Party Membrane, is my destination.......drinking, smoking, swearing like a mule skinner, being naughty, raising he'll, banging tunes with cannabis climbing up through the clouds......yea, there are cloudy days there.I believe if you have Jesus in your heart you will go to heaven.
If you change your mind, Jesus loves you and would love to see you in heaven with him. God bless brotherGuess I'm not going there... the Party Membrane, is my destination.......drinking, smoking, swearing like a mule skinner, being naughty, raising he'll, banging tunes with cannabis climbing up through the clouds......yea, there are cloudy days there.
Why does everyone think we go somewhere? Silly sheep.Guess I'm not going there... the Party Membrane, is my destination.......drinking, smoking, swearing like a mule skinner, being naughty, raising he'll, banging tunes with cannabis climbing up through the clouds......yea, there are cloudy days there.