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Re: "Legal highs" now, er illegal
« Reply #105 on: March 13, 2013, 03:46:32 pm »
I'm high 24/7. Not actually sure what I'm typing right now. But they sell salvia at my local smoke shops. I'm gonna try it.

Please do tell us more of your exciting drug adventures. No one here has ever had any experience with such things. I bet you even have really radical ideas about prohibition, legalisation and everything else.

Alternatively, try being interesting.

But I don't want to be interesting. I want to be high.

Then go be high and shut the fuck up.

Seriously, people talking about getting high is somewhere on the same level of grindingly dull as Dad's stories about the war or Uncle Mike with hydrocephalus telling me about his bottle cap collection, only I have to be patient with them because Dad's old and Uncle Mike is retarded.

You are presumably neither old nor retarded, so SHUT UP.

ADOPT ME!!!!

DONE!




Son.

And now I will inexplicably end up in your kitchen rummaging in your pantry.

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Just leave the tinned oysters alone.

Them are MINE.
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Re: "Legal highs" now, er illegal
« Reply #106 on: March 13, 2013, 05:43:55 pm »
I was noting the lack of the promised picture. The suspense is killing me. I say me, I mean those around me.

I was ribbin ya.

Their blood is on your hands.

Make with a photo or live forever with the guilt.

O fuck. THAT. Yes! You're gonna cry poop.

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Re: "Legal highs" now, er illegal
« Reply #107 on: March 13, 2013, 05:46:09 pm »
I read that as "oh yes, blood on my poop".

I need to go back to bed.  Or I'm subconsciously preparing myself for the results of the orange eating competition.  One or the other.