January 10, 200916 yr rofl this thread fails i'll try to get my bud pic next time :lmfao: :lmfao: :O_o: :sly::naughty:
January 13, 200916 yr picked this up today, good as fuck NOTE: Its just like this but not exact! http://www.cludi.org/images/Roor.jpg
January 16, 200916 yr RetardMaster said: anyone have any experience making cannabutter? and if it stinks the house up? Sounds like a complete waste of weed IMO
January 16, 200916 yr Jitler said: Sounds like a complete waste of weed IMO not from what ive heard. and i have a zip to spare i dont really give a shit
January 16, 200916 yr RetardMaster said: anyone have any experience making cannabutter? and if it stinks the house up? check out http://www.icmag.com/ic/showthread.php?t=12895 yes it will stink up the kitchen
January 16, 200916 yr harmless-tampon said: check out http://www.icmag.com/ic/showthread.php?t=12895 yes it will stink up the kitchen thanks. hmm, but i guess what i really want to know if its ok just to make a little batch out of like 1/8 of nug?
January 17, 200916 yr You ask for a hamburger, I give you a hamburger. You raise it to your lips and take a bite. Your eye twitches involuntarily. Across the street a father of three falls down the stairs. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. I give you a hamburger. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. You cannot swallow. There are children at the top of the stairs. A pickle shifts uneasily under the bun. I give you a hamburger. You look at my face, and I am pleading with you. The children are crying now. You raise the hamburger to your lips, tears stream down your face as you take a bite. I give you a hamburger. You are on your knees. You plead with me to go across the street. I hear only children's laughter. I give you a hamburger. You are screaming as you fall down the stairs. I am your child. You cannot see anything. You take a bite of the hamburger. The concrete rushes up to meet you. You awake with a start in your own bed. Your eye twitches involuntarily. I give you a hamburger. As you kill me, I do not make a sound. I give you a hamburger. (USER WAS SENT TO REHAB FOR THIS POST)
January 17, 200916 yr haha sp0rky, guess what ddue im fucking high as fuck eating pizza hahha ha ah i was jsut talking to you on lcirc like 10 minutes agoh a haha hah i love youa yhh ha rifk:buttseks:
January 17, 200916 yr RetardMaster said: thanks. hmm, but i guess what i really want to know if its ok just to make a little batch out of like 1/8 of nug? an 8th is enough for two you can eat 1 gram to 1.5 gram per person be warned tho, it's body high that lasts 5+ hours. better not to drive :lmfao: if you are paranoid about the smell, use scented candle or cook food afterward good luck
January 20, 200916 yr i'm so fucked up right now... i found my mom's sheet of 7.5/325 percocet pills from her foot surgery lol... she got 60 of them, only took 17 and kept the rest. Found all 43 of them yesterday and popped 4 of them so that's 30mg's of oxy no tolerance... pretty fucking chill IMO lol....... got 39 left hahahah and she also had 10 ambien 10mg pills that she never took, and those make you fucking trip and sleep mad good haha took one last night mad good shit Pics: Some bud... idk how much in the picture, but I got 4 grams for $50... it was high-mids. I got one big nugget, but i broke it into smaller ones so i could transport it easier in m pocket. http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/3699/imga0067zq1.jpg The 4 percocets I popped and a 10mg ambien pills (generic): http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/53/imga0070ea2.jpg gotta get me a real camera, not keep using my fucking 1.3 megapixel CAMCORDER to take pics hahaha Edited January 20, 200916 yr by iwuzherematty
January 21, 200916 yr i am completely and utterly sober, and have been clean for a year. Thanks myg0t!
January 22, 200916 yr Quote sp0rky;605534'] You ask for a hamburger, I give you a hamburger. You raise it to your lips and take a bite. Your eye twitches involuntarily. Across the street a father of three falls down the stairs. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. I give you a hamburger. You swallow and look down at the hamburger in your hands. You cannot swallow. There are children at the top of the stairs. A pickle shifts uneasily under the bun. I give you a hamburger. You look at my face, and I am pleading with you. The children are crying now. You raise the hamburger to your lips, tears stream down your face as you take a bite. I give you a hamburger. You are on your knees. You plead with me to go across the street. I hear only children's laughter. I give you a hamburger. You are screaming as you fall down the stairs. I am your child. You cannot see anything. You take a bite of the hamburger. The concrete rushes up to meet you. You awake with a start in your own bed. Your eye twitches involuntarily. I give you a hamburger. As you kill me, I do not make a sound. I give you a hamburger. (USER WAS SENT TO REHAB FOR THIS POST) You ask me for a hamburger. My attempt to reciprocate is cut brutally short as my body experiences a sudden lack of electrons. Across a variety of hidden dimensions you are dismayed. John Lennon hands me an apple, but it slips through my fingers. I am reborn as an ocelot. You disapprove. A crack echoes through the universe in defiance of conventional physics as cosmological background noise shifts from randomness to a perfect A Flat. Children everywhere stop what they are doing and hum along in perfect pitch with the background radiation. Birds fall from the sky as the sun engulfs the earth. You hesitate momentarily before allowing yourself to assume the locus of all knowledge. Entropy crumbles as you peruse the information contained within the universe. A small library in Phoenix ceases to exist. You stumble under the weight of everythingness, Your mouth opens up to cry out, and collapses around your body before blinking you out of the spatial plane. You exist only within the fourth dimension. The fountainhead of all knowledge rolls along the ground and collides with a small dog. My head tastes sideways as spacetime is reestablished, you blink back into the corporeal world disoriented, only for me to hand you a hamburger as my body collapses under the strain of reconstitution. The universe has reasserted itself. A particular small dog is fed steak for the rest of its natural life. You die in a freak accident moments later, and you soul works at the returns desk for the Phoenix library. You disapprove. Your disapproval sends ripples through the inter-dimensional void between life and death. A small child begins to cry as he walks toward the stairway where his father stands.
January 22, 200916 yr Quote Dilpo;606304']You ask me for a hamburger. My attempt to reciprocate is cut brutally short as my body experiences a sudden lack of electrons. Across a variety of hidden dimensions you are dismayed. John Lennon hands me an apple' date=' but it slips through my fingers. I am reborn as an ocelot. You disapprove. A crack echoes through the universe in defiance of conventional physics as cosmological background noise shifts from randomness to a perfect A Flat. Children everywhere stop what they are doing and hum along in perfect pitch with the background radiation. Birds fall from the sky as the sun engulfs the earth. You hesitate momentarily before allowing yourself to assume the locus of all knowledge. Entropy crumbles as you peruse the information contained within the universe. A small library in Phoenix ceases to exist. You stumble under the weight of everythingness, Your mouth opens up to cry out, and collapses around your body before blinking you out of the spatial plane. You exist only within the fourth dimension. The fountainhead of all knowledge rolls along the ground and collides with a small dog. My head tastes sideways as spacetime is reestablished, you blink back into the corporeal world disoriented, only for me to hand you a hamburger as my body collapses under the strain of reconstitution. The universe has reasserted itself. A particular small dog is fed steak for the rest of its natural life. You die in a freak accident moments later, and you soul works at the returns desk for the Phoenix library. You disapprove. Your disapproval sends ripples through the inter-dimensional void between life and death. A small child begins to cry as he walks toward the stairway where his father stands.[/quote'] Why are we speaking German? A mime cries softly as he cradles a young cow. Your grandfather stares at you as the cow falls apart into patties. You look down only to see me with pickles for eyes, I am singing the song that gives birth to the universe. (USER WAS SENT TO A PSYCHIATRIC WARD FOR THIS POST)
January 22, 200916 yr Quote sp0rky;606313']Why are we speaking German? A mime cries softly as he cradles a young cow. Your grandfather stares at you as the cow falls apart into patties. You look down only to see me with pickles for eyes, I am singing the song that gives birth to the universe. (USER WAS SENT TO A PSYCHIATRIC WARD FOR THIS POST) You ask me for a hamburger, but it turns out I don't really exist. Where I was originally standing, a picture of a hamburger rests on the ground.
January 22, 200916 yr Quote Dilpo;606335']You ask me for a hamburger' date=' but it turns out I don't really exist. Where I was originally standing, a picture of a hamburger rests on the ground.[/quote'] You find a penny on the ground.
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