Random Jibber Jabber Thread

minnesmoker

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Hehehe, his dogs wrestle once a month...


So, my weed man stops in, which is good, cuz I'm outta weed. Fat crusty nugs. I asked if he knew growers, he laughs, say "Of course. I know everyone." Fair enough. Then, he says "Hey, dude, you're kinda white. You want some acid?" I said Um (shaking head yes) "No?" I can't afford it.. No worries, here, this other white dude gave it to me last night, and I don't fuck with Acid, just shrooms.

Score! (If the boss lady lets me dose.)
 

beuffer420

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Yea they are! But having to make my bed ten times a day sucks. They both have fires lit under their butts today, hyper little buggers lol.
 

beuffer420

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Hehehe, his dogs wrestle once a month...


So, my weed man stops in, which is good, cuz I'm outta weed. Fat crusty nugs. I asked if he knew growers, he laughs, say "Of course. I know everyone." Fair enough. Then, he says "Hey, dude, you're kinda white. You want some acid?" I said Um (shaking head yes) "No?" I can't afford it.. No worries, here, this other white dude gave it to me last night, and I don't fuck with Acid, just shrooms.

Score! (If the boss lady lets me dose.)
lmfao! I didn't get that at first! I'm actually soooo picky on my bed type stuff, has to made the second I'm not in it, and sheets have to be clean. I'm picky like that! Plus the dogs get it smelling last thing I want is to smell dog as I'm trying to go to sleep.

Dose up bro, today is a good day to be out of sorts!
 

minnesmoker

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lmfao! I didn't get that at first! I'm actually soooo picky on my bed type stuff, has to made the second I'm not in it, and sheets have to be clean. I'm picky like that! Plus the dogs get it smelling last thing I want is to smell dog as I'm trying to go to sleep.

Dose up bro, today is a good day to be out of sorts!
She didn't sound happy about it, when we just Skyped. LoL. I'm certain that if I day trip tomorrow, she'll be fine with it. I can dose after I give her a kiss goodbye, chill, smoke a couple fatties, and just jam all fuckin' day. Relax, trip, make an adventure outta' it. It's been 21 years since I last used LSD. I tried, about 10 years ago, but no one had any, after a month, I gave up the search.
 

srh88

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Hehehe, his dogs wrestle once a month...


So, my weed man stops in, which is good, cuz I'm outta weed. Fat crusty nugs. I asked if he knew growers, he laughs, say "Of course. I know everyone." Fair enough. Then, he says "Hey, dude, you're kinda white. You want some acid?" I said Um (shaking head yes) "No?" I can't afford it.. No worries, here, this other white dude gave it to me last night, and I don't fuck with Acid, just shrooms.

Score! (If the boss lady lets me dose.)
 

neosapien

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Love this time of the year. Everything starts changing. Like my stance on my Christmas lights being up 9 months late to beIng up 3 months early.
 

MojoRison

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She didn't sound happy about it, when we just Skyped. LoL. I'm certain that if I day trip tomorrow, she'll be fine with it. I can dose after I give her a kiss goodbye, chill, smoke a couple fatties, and just jam all fuckin' day. Relax, trip, make an adventure outta' it. It's been 21 years since I last used LSD. I tried, about 10 years ago, but no one had any, after a month, I gave up the search.
I have to wander when uncle Cid comes calling, the last time I went tripping it was during the winter and fresh snow was everywhere and it gave the illusion of walking on the moon {as if I knew what that was like lol}. It was about 2-3am and I walked the entire length of my city and returned home only to do it once more. I shoveled every driveway on the street and still had the energy to get in a game of shinny, only to slump into my chair and waste the daylight hours watching M*A*S*H reruns...
Wasted days of my youth and yet on some level I've retained most of those memories in sharp vivid detail.
 

minnesmoker

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My guy isn't a stranger, LoL. He buys copious amounts of marijuana from his other guy. His other guy is someone I'm pretty sure I knew, as a kid (aka, sold him acid, caps, and weed.) It's a circle of trust.

I'm not afraid of hormones , either... Just afraid if the boss lady hears 'em moaning!
 

minnesmoker

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I have to wander when uncle Cid comes calling, the last time I went tripping it was during the winter and fresh snow was everywhere and it gave the illusion of walking on the moon {as if I knew what that was like lol}. It was about 2-3am and I walked the entire length of my city and returned home only to do it once more. I shoveled every driveway on the street and still had the energy to get in a game of shinny, only to slump into my chair and waste the daylight hours watching M*A*S*H reruns...
Wasted days of my youth and yet on some level I've retained most of those memories in sharp vivid detail.

I made friends with LSD when I was young, also. It's been 21 years. But sitting here, looking at that blotter. It's taken me back, made me remember. One thing I remember the most is the clarity. The vivid colors, the solidity of sound, The way food sounded and the way music tasted. Every sense amplified, every thought either clarified, or destroyed by the infinite possibility stemming from it. I remember accidentally triple dosing. I took 2 4-ways. And then smoked a joint (this is back in the death of 80's rock, birth of grunge.) The scene was INSANE where I lived, punks still jamming, gettin' it in (they didn't get the memo that punk was dead...) Hippies! I loved hippies! Most of my friends were hippies. I don't mean the girl down the street who found mommy's tie-dye. I mean her mommy, after she went to school. Then there was this huge (almost) movement of goth, punk, pseudo-punk, skater, ska, and grunge... They all became a clique. The clique was centered around LSD. (We're talking 1991. Not 60s or 70s.) I remember going to parties where hundreds of people would be dosing. There would be these parties... They were too big for one house, so it was strategically plotted out -- parks, malls, and houses/apartments. All one fuckin' party. hundreds of people, and all we had in common was LSD and weed. It was fuckin' awesome. Used to run bibles from Buena Vista, Cal. to the midwest.

Anyway, I dosed, and went on to another house, because that's how the party worked... Well, ran into some fellow travelers on the road less traveled, and they had some 4-way, and some caps. So, we smoked some weed, and then we all double dosed (2 4-way.) and made a vegan pizza with shrooms. On I wandered, things kinda' blurred, but stayed crystal clear. My friend was driving (she was just stoned.) She stopped at a stop sign, and waited for it to turn green. It did, and I told her to go... It was fall, early November. We went to a little gathering that was a precursor to raves -- a dark room, everyone on L., weed smoke thicker than the smoke at a great white concert... Grunge, alt., and industrial alt. played for 4 hours (live.) and then it shut down, and everyone went to the woods to party more...

The third dose was about an hour into the weekly "concert." I flew for days. It was amazing. And, the boss lady, with reservations, and wanting to speak in person first, has given me the double thumbs up.
 

minnesmoker

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There's a fairly short list of people I'd like to kick back and smoke (or drop/pop caps and smoke) with. My mom's the only one that's not on this forum... A couple of them have gone (Carne is the one the jumps right into my mind.) Some are doing time (I'd LOVE to smoke with Fdd, seriously, he's intelligent, arrogant, more than a little cocky. I bet if you got him 3 bowls into some white rhino, he'd be chill as fuck.) One died while I was doing time... The rest can probably guess. I definitely want to drops shrooms and smoke out with with Mojo. I have no ability to "imagine the face behind the name." So, I'm guessing you look like a cross between Spicolli, Alex (of A Clockwork Orange fame) and Jim Morrison (of course I directed that right at ya', I know you'll be reading my post.) Kinetic, of course, and Mr. Surfer of dirt, Annie, CN, Sunni, Granny Weed (but, we'd need supervision, she flirts a lot, and that English accent...) Clayton -- man, I'd like to see him 4 deep on some solid purple haze (the acid) and a fat fat joint, maybe some anesthesia.

There are a few others, but, I'm high and should stop posting. (and adding rum to my coffee.)
 

minnesmoker

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In the song "Hold On" John Lennon grumbles "Cookie" just like the cookie monster...


(that right there is RANDOM!)

My guy fucked up. He knows he's never supposed to bring me sativa doms...
 
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