Jehannum
Puts the "pro" in procrastination
You know the food you had delivered came right out the microwave, right?Microwaved wings?
You know the food you had delivered came right out the microwave, right?Microwaved wings?
You know the food you had delivered came right out the microwave, right?
Sure thing, that's totally believable.We know the place, it’s not like something you live near.
You do know why it's called Uber Eats, right? It's because the Uber driver eats your food on the way to your house.
Chicken finger sub. Gross. Ate mesclun salad for five minutes after that. My pipes need cleaning.
Clean mescaline was a fun night.I miss mescaline.
I have two fond mescaline memories.
One was driving in my Honda Civic and I saw a bird coming out of the trees, jeez, musta been a couple hundred yards out and up. He was aiming right for my windshield, and every adjustment I made (mostly slowing down), he adjusted also. I eventually came to a complete stop, and he SPLAT right on the windshield. Then I was sitting in the middle of the street with a dead bird on my hood, feet sticking straight up in th air.
I was with a friend and thank goodness we were on a side street, because the car didn’t move for awhile. Man, I thought I was gonna die from laughing.
The second fond memory involves my kitchen cupboards. They were hilarious.
I never got along well with those breathing milk cartons.
You get it.
I never dug hallucinogenics all that much but never had a bad time on mescaline. Got attacked by water bugs once while on window pane. Not coo.
Yep. The pane causes breathing milk cartons and melting phones.
Hopefully he didn't steer the ship while he was tripping balls.One of my high school buddies had a thing for breaking glass when we did acid. There was a summer (maybe 79?) when Old English 800 was introduced to Omaha and window pane was everywhere. It never failed, a couple hours in, he’d start looking for glass to break.
He broke the front doors to the church next to the school we all dropped out of, WHILE a wedding was happening that involved one of our classmate chicks. We had to drag him away while he was yelling “Holy fucking shame! Holy fucking shame!” (School was Holy Name).
He joined the Navy a couple days later.
Hopefully he didn't steer the ship while he was tripping balls.
One of my high school buddies had a thing for breaking glass when we did acid. There was a summer (maybe 79?) when Old English 800 was introduced to Omaha and window pane was everywhere. It never failed, a couple hours in, he’d start looking for glass to break.
He broke the front doors to the church next to the school we all dropped out of, WHILE a wedding was happening that involved one of our classmate chicks. We had to drag him away while he was yelling “Holy fucking shame! Holy fucking shame!” (School was Holy Name).
He joined the Navy a couple days later.
Correction you don't get caught selling pot on an aircraft carrier.He spent most of his time in a brig being accosted by Marines, then got a dishonorable discharge. You don’t sell pot on an aircraft carrier.