Story I wrote while blazed out of my mind

[B-42]

I was visiting a friend at college and he had a paper to write about cell phones and driving. Well, I was blazed out of my mind and I guess I wrote this to help him out. I can't even remember writing it. I was so fucking blazed.

Just thought I'd share it with you guys.

I know there are spelling mistakes, just felt like leaving it how I wrote it.

Cell Phones while Driving

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There once was a bunny rabit who like to drive. He had a nice little potiac sunfire that he loved to drive around. It was fast. Faast car… and one day he drove upon the wayward son and then the hiccup went ribit. “to date” said governer mr bear….. it has been 45 years since the last cellphone car accident thing happened. Since then….. there was a bird ball…. Berd balls are a funny thing, there’s made out of seeds to attract birds.. there cool bu froze,/ ////// holy shit, where am I right now. Mu fingers are lke ellyfish, wtf is going on rightnow… shit dude. Oh. Mybody is avolcano. A volcano of volcanoism…..
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Muffin rabbit dog//////

[dankstagof]

Originally Posted by B-42

Mybody is avolcano. A volcano of volcanoism…

hahahaha. that line made today worth waking up for.

[KRSplat]

A little while ago I decided to write a poem while I was high...a poem about orange chicken. This is what I came up with:

Orange tender; So many strands
Moist and warm; Spicy not bland
Not too fresh; Not too ripe
Not too dead; Full of life
Born and raised; Naturally fed
Completely pure; Since it was bred
Melting like butter; Spread to the edge
It doesn't matter what anyone says

Feels so good

[B-42]

Originally Posted by KRSplat

A little while ago I decided to write a poem while I was high...a poem about orange chicken. This is what I came up with:

Orange tender; So many strands
Moist and warm; Spicy not bland
Not too fresh; Not too ripe
Not too dead; Full of life
Born and raised; Naturally fed
Completely pure; Since it was bred
Melting like butter; Spread to the edge
It doesn't matter what anyone says

Feels so good

awesome poem. i think when i wrote that story i didn't have enough mental capacity to rhyme.... or make any sort of logical sense.