Uncle Bud

[Tree]

I'd eat her starfish.

[Jungle Rat]

You'd eat a cow cunt.

[Tree]

Now you’re just being shellfish.

[Jungle Rat]

Die

[Tree]

The reason Denzel is the best actor of all time is because he does new shit with his facial expressions. He's an innovator. No one brings that to the table, brahs. Not Deniro, Nicholson, Brando, no one. Word is bond.

[Dave23]

You’re an idiot.

[eCat]

[Saint]

Don't complain when you discover they forgot your fries because you can't always get what you want.

[eCat]

heh

that's good

[Jungle Rat]

IT'S BACK!!!

[sardis]

Mmmm…ketchupy processed pork goodness.

[Jungle Rat]

With pickles!

[Tree]

heh

that's good

Yeah but I bet you there's some brown sugar in that McRib sauce.

[eCat]

I just bought some Northern Lights, Durbin Poison, and Purple Kush to grow. All of them have THC 19% or higher, autoflowering and feminized

[Jungle Rat]

How were the lines?

[eCat]

I ordered it

[Jungle Rat]

Nice.

[Tree]

How were the lines?

not bad

[hedge]

Went to see Billy Strings with my son in law at Greensboro Coliseum on Wednesday night, the site of me and Stu's folly-filled trip to see Aerosmith and Ted Nugent one night circa 1986, only to arrive at an empty parking lot and the discovery that the show was actually taking place the following week (I went solo to that).

Anyway, we pulled into the parking lot, somehow found a space near the entrance beside a hippy van with a bunch of stickers, which we took as a good sign. After the show, we hung around in the parking lot, got some food and just ambled around for while waiting for the cars get gone.

Back at our car, the owner of the hippy van was standing around and we struck up a conversation, naturally LSD came up and he asked if we wanted any. How much? $5 a hit. What about for 10 hits? Hmmm, $35? What about 20? $50. Sold. Of course there's always some worry that it's no good, but I was willing to take that chance, esp. when the hippy and my son in law started talking about the next shows in Baltimore this weekend (which the SIL is going to) and how they could meet up in the parking lot up there, etc.

Then the hippy asked if we wanted some ketamine. How much? $100 a gram. Sold. So me and the SIL are sitting there, he had one of those small glass vials of blow with the little spoon attached to the top (which we had been using all night for the blow), I said let me do a little bump of this stuff and see what happens. So I took two tiny bumps and the SIL kinda dipped his finger in the bag and licked it.

Well, about 5 minutes later I was like whatever this is, it's real. I don't really recall much of what happened after that or exactly how I felt, I didn't black out or anything and I do remember being fucked up in a way that I was not accustomed to, but we were both laughing a lot and just generally were fucked up in a good way. It only lasted about 20-30 minutes. I split the baggie with my SIL and gave him half the acid (he's meeting up with a bunch of friends in Baltimore) and gave him $100 and told him to find the hippy in Baltimore and get another baggie of the K. Fingers crossed. I have to believe that the acid is legit too, based on that experience. 10 hits of acid will last me a few years...

[innocentbystander]

Back at our car, the owner of the hippy van was standing around and we struck up a conversation, naturally LSD came up and he asked if we wanted any. How much? $5 a hit. What about for 10 hits? Hmmm, $35? What about 20? $50. Sold.

Makes sense. If you have no use for your brain cells, then you might as well kill them by starving them of oxygen. Its fun to kill your brain cells and start seeing things that aren't real.