ok this is what im doing now, im writing with out thinking, im doing this now, im not even looking at the screen, just the keyboard listening to Guns N' Roses. lets see what the hell i come up with (im not stoned now or nothing eather) oh and also sorry in advanced if this turns out to be borring. Well I was walking down the street looking to score a lid., any way this monster came out and said "YOUR ONE IN A MILLION!" and um like i said "fuck off" so he flew away on a magic carpet. then out of no where the carpet caught on fire and everyone died. and that made me mad cause i didnt get my pot. grrrrrrr. i said so i started life over for i alone hold the secret to life. so i create this place and it was wonderful. pot grew every where there was soil. then i made me some friends and then i invented cabel TV and the cartoon network cause i missed dexters lab and powerpuff gorls. and the moral of this story is to not fly on magic carpets cause they will catch on fire. the end ------------------
HA! thats pretty messed up. i like writing stuff when im high. its a window into your mind! ------------------ Peace HighasakitE
time to type without useing the backspace button, or brian. Here we go again! One beautful summer day I was walking along the bardwalk with a nicely rolled joint between my lips. The smoke curiled up and ventured off into my hair. Strooling along I came across a shop with no windows, no doors, no steeps. Just a big hole big enough for one to walk in. With my couriosty controling me I went into the desolate shop. And in there I saw three beautful women who in unson said "welcom to our shop, here you will find all your pleasures met." And then with the snap of there fingers I was in a room with diffrent strands of pot. There was Thi, northern lights, occopoco gold, hydro, panama red,... Then the three girls appered and then said"pick your flavor" I went over and grabed the northern lights and after I picked up the pot I was in another room. This time with bongs, vaporizeers, hookahs, rolling papers,... and the girls told me to pick your device. I picked a 8 foot blue bong with a bowl as big as a basket ball hoop. And after picking that I was transported to hell. For I fell asleep while driving and dremt that whole thing. ------------------