LOL - You are a riot Ed!
as the munchies take you on...
Write On!
STay Positive!
STay Strong!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warior Purple Lady Shexoooo
Not just high, but when the beast arrived at the gate...
A couple of things I did when mother in law came to dine:
I spoke French so that I did not need to converse
Feigned loss of memory when she found me in the bar e.g. 'Who am I? Who are you? Where am I?'
We're goin to get hi hi hi!
Chuckle chuckle
Dai
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on May 7, 2007
Knock, knock, "this is Dave..""who is it?"
"Dave man, me..." "I got de stuff"
"Dave who?"
Munchies for thought:
A drinker comes up to a locked door - he smashes it down.
A pot smoker comes up to the locked door - he sits down and waits for someone to unlock it.
I don't think Mr. Ed gave the stuff to the neighbors...I bet he's still out there waiting for you to unlock it! Go check!
LOL!
Too funny!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
#6 - Not answering the door when your brother arrives for a surprise visit. Brought you a big package, too, but since you wouldn't let me in, I gave it to one of your neighbors - look for the smoke coming out their window!
Been there, done that. Been there, done that. Been there, done that. Hey, how did that get on the page 3 times? And how about those amazing ideas that pop into our heads that we think we could change the world with, only to realize later that "we were just high." I never really did make any sense, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. I call it "clarity that fades to indifference." I am glad I finally quit, though doing so was a forced issue for a job I wanted. Aging makes remembering difficult enough, I don't need any help anymore.
Take care,
Sherry
What they said about pipe dreams? or it was dreams in a pipe, or it was....never mind!!! and...that's not the telly you are trying for channels it is your dirty window you dumb stoned boy...pass the joint.
Georg
Man, that is SCARY! Makes me glad I was a good little, Catholic, altar boy, "goodie two-shoes"! So, I never did any of that STUFF!
Mine was more like giving a couple of 'bucks' to an ole WINO, to get a bottle of some kind of 'hootch' like: a GALLON of THUNDERBIRD, or a PINT of PIKESVILLE rot-gut whiskey, or a QUART of SLOE GIN .... and then later, PUKIN' our guts up! and gittin' the 'DRY HEAVES' and tryin' to hold onto the floor when the room was SPINNIN' !!!
Later, in my early twenties, we used to make fun of the 3 or 4 guys who smoked POT at our clubhouse, mimicking their huffs n' puffs n' such! A man has to know his limitations as DIRTY HARRY used to say! WE JUST GOT DRUNK ON BEER!
By around 50-52, or so, did try the 'Peace Pipe' twice - fell asleep on the sofa, and woke up around 3 am, sayin' -- "Oh, s*it, s*it, s*it... I'm late, she's gonna KILL me!"
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Hope u figure the remote out, that could be dangerous to ur hearing hehe.
Ch'erie xx
Laughing and HUH? Never mind, forgot.
Here's toting at ya! :-))))))))
as the munchies take you on...
Write On!
STay Positive!
STay Strong!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warior Purple Lady Shexoooo
A couple of things I did when mother in law came to dine:
I spoke French so that I did not need to converse
Feigned loss of memory when she found me in the bar e.g. 'Who am I? Who are you? Where am I?'
We're goin to get hi hi hi!
Chuckle chuckle
Dai
"Dave man, me..." "I got de stuff"
"Dave who?"
A drinker comes up to a locked door - he smashes it down.
A pot smoker comes up to the locked door - he sits down and waits for someone to unlock it.
I don't think Mr. Ed gave the stuff to the neighbors...I bet he's still out there waiting for you to unlock it! Go check!
LOL!
Too funny!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Take care,
Sherry
Georg
R&B
Thanks,
Dan
Man, that is SCARY! Makes me glad I was a good little, Catholic, altar boy, "goodie two-shoes"! So, I never did any of that STUFF!
Mine was more like giving a couple of 'bucks' to an ole WINO, to get a bottle of some kind of 'hootch' like: a GALLON of THUNDERBIRD, or a PINT of PIKESVILLE rot-gut whiskey, or a QUART of SLOE GIN .... and then later, PUKIN' our guts up! and gittin' the 'DRY HEAVES' and tryin' to hold onto the floor when the room was SPINNIN' !!!
Later, in my early twenties, we used to make fun of the 3 or 4 guys who smoked POT at our clubhouse, mimicking their huffs n' puffs n' such! A man has to know his limitations as DIRTY HARRY used to say! WE JUST GOT DRUNK ON BEER!
By around 50-52, or so, did try the 'Peace Pipe' twice - fell asleep on the sofa, and woke up around 3 am, sayin' -- "Oh, s*it, s*it, s*it... I'm late, she's gonna KILL me!"
...but then I GOT HIGH... KUDOS - Tom.
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen