well the morning started out pretty shitty, i was groggy with a hangover, no weed, and 1/4 of a fifth left. I had class in about an hr so i took a shower got ready and still had like 45 minutes left til i had to leave. i decided fuck it, drank and played ps3 and headed off to class. when i was getting out of my neighborhood i threw up like 4 times. it was shitty. i felt like shit but i only had 2 classes so it wasn't that bad to get through. I finally finnished for the day headed over to meet up with my dealer. I had still felt like shit and I chilled with him for a bit and we got to talkin about who he deals with and how he really likes it and i told him it wasn't for me i just hated all the shit you had to worry about. he ended up hookin my sack up so fat and said how i've been a great straight customer of his. the shit looked amazing, and smokes amazing. it definatley made the day much better. then a girl i used to date called me up and asked how i've been and all and she said she wants to hangout soon and all this other stuff. so maybe I'll finally get a chance with her. but either way my day went from shit, to pretty awesome. annnndddddd uhhhhhh fuck alchohol stay high my friends.
That was a very and truly fascinating story my friend, I'm happy for you. Its nice to see a story about something positive. A positive story. Positively good! But now for a story for the ages! Its a story about my grandpappies' farm of magical herbs! Its also about the INDEPENDENCE OF CANADA WOOT WOOT AYE BUDDY! Long ago in a time before people wrote down the time or date and women votin' there was a man. His name was Canuck O'Chuck. A great man of few words. He owned a farm of dem magical herbs be growin' and he says. "Ey Larry, what ifs we done sellin' these herbs we like smokin'? Aye?" "What'd you say, I can hear you buddy!?" replied Larry O'Hairy (half brother) And from that day forth, they done thought about thinking that was a good think! That thing became the center of their lives and they even got a tribe of dem natives folk to help look after his farm of dem weed growing things. Cause you see dem natives folk donts have a place to be livin' after my grandpappie burnt their village down. But he said dem natives folk can live on his raunch alongs as they pay the rent, ungrateful savages! Now its be getting around that time which is that year of day when suddenly without warning the plants that were growing grew and grown up! And boy did they sure grew ups good! Oh look at those crystals buddy, thats the business is what Im talkin' aboot. They just think we're all hosers and hockey players but when we grow the thing that grows outta the ground, sometimes it grow just the way growing grew back in the day when growing grows good. Oh and that was a time before I was born but I'll tell you what buddy! Its a day all Canadian fought off the british aye! Well actually we all got stoned and told em we were too high to fight that day and took a sick day. Actually we told our natives that the british wanted to be their friends and to run naked yelling at them. Well that plan slowed em down for a day or two but after the next day after yesterday we see dem british folk and they're ready for war. And my great granpappie shouts: "Eh whats goin there buddy, we aboot to fight this war yeah?" "Well I'd much rather have a cup of tea before the morn, sir" replied that british lookin fella Well that thought got me to thinking this plan about maybe how good it might would be if we gave em some of our special Canadian herb aye! And that was the day Canada gained its INDEPENDENCE! Thats right! Life is good, BUT CANADA IS BETTER!!! WWOOOOOOOOOOOO
OMFG again I am going to rip my ballz off. With out fail OP you have gave me an uncontrollable urge to hang myself no joke exhageration nor lie my friend/foe/customer/hustler lol I hope you are now proud of yourself because I am of myself for makeing this sohpisticated and intelligent post.
I had a day like yours OP. It started out shitty because i knew i had a math test later in the day and didn't know any of the material because i've been struggling lately so i was stressing until math. In class before the test the guy next to me helped me out and I learned most of the material suprisingly fast so i did way better then i expected to. After school me and my friends went riding through the hills on some little 50cc dirtbikes and it was fun as hell racing through the trails. I got home and ate some good dinner and followed it by playing mw3 and now i'm just browsing GC and chilling and tommorow is a late day so i get to sleep in so thats a plus. Life is good
hell yeah! i used to have one of those 50cc crotch rockets. we got it confinscated for riding it through a dorm though
I beg to differ @op: good deal man, way to make the best of a potentially shitty day. Its always nice to see some positive threads on the boards.
[quote name='"andromeda261"']hell yeah! i used to have one of those 50cc crotch rockets. we got it confinscated for riding it through a dorm though[/quote] Haha dam that sounds hella fun, I've always wanted to ride through a grocery store.
[quote name='"seperta"']That was a very and truly fascinating story my friend, I'm happy for you. Its nice to see a story about something positive. A positive story. Positively good! But now for a story for the ages! Its a story about my grandpappies' farm of magical herbs! Its also about the INDEPENDENCE OF CANADA WOOT WOOT AYE BUDDY! Long ago in a time before people wrote down the time or date and women votin' there was a man. His name was Canuck O'Chuck. A great man of few words. He owned a farm of dem magical herbs be growin' and he says. "Ey Larry, what ifs we done sellin' these herbs we like smokin'? Aye?" "What'd you say, I can hear you buddy!?" replied Larry O'Hairy (half brother) And from that day forth, they done thought about thinking that was a good think! That thing became the center of their lives and they even got a tribe of dem natives folk to help look after his farm of dem weed growing things. Cause you see dem natives folk donts have a place to be livin' after my grandpappie burnt their village down. But he said dem natives folk can live on his raunch alongs as they pay the rent, ungrateful savages! Now its be getting around that time which is that year of day when suddenly without warning the plants that were growing grew and grown up! And boy did they sure grew ups good! Oh look at those crystals buddy, thats the business is what Im talkin' aboot. They just think we're all hosers and hockey players but when we grow the thing that grows outta the ground, sometimes it grow just the way growing grew back in the day when growing grows good. Oh and that was a time before I was born but I'll tell you what buddy! Its a day all Canadian fought off the british aye! Well actually we all got stoned and told em we were too high to fight that day and took a sick day. Actually we told our natives that the british wanted to be their friends and to run naked yelling at them. Well that plan slowed em down for a day or two but after the next day after yesterday we see dem british folk and they're ready for war. And my great granpappie shouts: "Eh whats goin there buddy, we aboot to fight this war yeah?" "Well I'd much rather have a cup of tea before the morn, sir" replied that british lookin fella Well that thought got me to thinking this plan about maybe how good it might would be if we gave em some of our special Canadian herb aye! And that was the day Canada gained its INDEPENDENCE! Thats right! Life is good, BUT CANADA IS BETTER!!! WWOOOOOOOOOOOO[/quote] Why are you posting this shit everywhere man
The Absolute relevence and depth of my story must of shakin' your life. Please forgive me, sometimes such a powerful story is so powerful, it surges with POWER! Can you feel the power?