War on Drugs
Author
Noctuabundus
original
Source: Wayback Machine
Noctuabundus writes " I hate it when I'm sitting there and I got all my pipes out on the table deciding which one to use and they get all ornery and start bitching at me to just choose one and then the next thing you know they are fighting over who's the most worthy and you're all getting mauled by rabbid glass spoons while the the metal piece and chillum are fucking shit up and the hooka is trying to strangle the water bong, that shit just pisses me off.
Or like when you stick your hand in the bag and the next thing you know you can't get it out cuz its just too damn sticky and yer yanking on that shit but it just won't come off. Next thing you know your hand rips right fucking off and you end up sticking the whole fucking thing in the bowl and getting ripped more off the thc in your own flesh than the bud in the bag?
And it just pisses me off when like you'll just be sitting there and some space monkeys will come down and start doing the jeebus dance and take your shit and give you a fucking bannana and run off, and then you have to find more bud but you cant cuz the monkeys took your car and u get all pissed off.
But it's the worst when the beans get thrown out and they plan to retaliate in the night and then you get hit with like a few hundred of those little fuckers in the night like bullets out of an automatic and then they start biting your leg and chew through the skin and then bud starts like growing from your body and you smoke it and it gets you high but the thc gets put back into the plants so more grows and you get higher and more grows from that and turns into super bud and you smoke that and then this keeps going until you get too incapacitated that you cant remember what happens and someone steals your bud and you wouder if it was all a dream.
I mean really, where do they get off..."
Or like when you stick your hand in the bag and the next thing you know you can't get it out cuz its just too damn sticky and yer yanking on that shit but it just won't come off. Next thing you know your hand rips right fucking off and you end up sticking the whole fucking thing in the bowl and getting ripped more off the thc in your own flesh than the bud in the bag?
And it just pisses me off when like you'll just be sitting there and some space monkeys will come down and start doing the jeebus dance and take your shit and give you a fucking bannana and run off, and then you have to find more bud but you cant cuz the monkeys took your car and u get all pissed off.
But it's the worst when the beans get thrown out and they plan to retaliate in the night and then you get hit with like a few hundred of those little fuckers in the night like bullets out of an automatic and then they start biting your leg and chew through the skin and then bud starts like growing from your body and you smoke it and it gets you high but the thc gets put back into the plants so more grows and you get higher and more grows from that and turns into super bud and you smoke that and then this keeps going until you get too incapacitated that you cant remember what happens and someone steals your bud and you wouder if it was all a dream.
I mean really, where do they get off..."