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You Might Be A Crackhead.... (pg. 15)
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| lücid |
| quote: | Originally posted by ::TranceVanDyk::
i go to a christian school, and there are more cokeheads/potheads/ex-heads and alchi's than ive ever seen in public school. |
yea, my public school was in such a poor neighborhood all we ever did was drink 40's and smoke the tiest weed evar.
then my senior year i went to a different school (kind of like a pre-college where you could choose a "major") and met all these kids from surrounding communities (aka "rich communities") and all of a sudden im like... ecstasy? cocaine? wtf? omgyesplz?
but to answer your question, probably the best blow i ever had was the first time i did it. quality didn't really matter after that because it was never as amazing as the first time - when you're a n00b and you think it's the greatest on the face of the planet. |
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| Mr. Pink |
You might be a crackhead if....
.....you laugh yourself awake and the girl sleeping next to you is startled cuz of the sudden burst of laughter.
drugs can give you some co-ray-zee dreams
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| NiteMer |
| You might be a crackhead... when you score more goals in your hockey games after you haven't slept and have done lots of drugs, than when you rest sober. |
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| Slylee |
you might be a crackhead if you look out your window and it looks like you are in a little dollhouse complex.
you might be a crackhead if ur standing next to ur buddy who is pumping your gas at 7 in the morning and he's so wrapped up in what he's saying to you that he pulls out the pump, but the lever is still pushed up so ur spraying gasoline all over the ground and near your car and u both start screaming, "WOAH WTF DUDE MAKE IT STOP"
"IM TRYING ITS STUCK"
"OH MY ING GOD, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING"
*gets it to stop*
"should we tell the guy who works h...DUDE! dont light a ing CIGARETTE are u CRAZY" |
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| ::TranceVanDyk:: |
| quote: | Originally posted by lücid
yea, my public school was in such a poor neighborhood all we ever did was drink 40's and smoke the tiest weed evar.
then my senior year i went to a different school (kind of like a pre-college where you could choose a "major") and met all these kids from surrounding communities (aka "rich communities") and all of a sudden im like... ecstasy? cocaine? wtf? omgyesplz?
but to answer your question, probably the best blow i ever had was the first time i did it. quality didn't really matter after that because it was never as amazing as the first time - when you're a n00b and you think it's the greatest on the face of the planet. |
yeaa, first times always the best.
its a huge irony. smoke, get high, go to the club, then come back to school monday morning and sit through an hour of chapel and an hour of bible class. people sit in their little cliques. the christians, the wannabe's, then the "bad" people, who party, have sex, whatever the school tells us not to do, we do. |
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| lücid |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
you might be a crackhead if ur standing next to ur buddy who is pumping your gas at 7 in the morning and he's so wrapped up in what he's saying to you that he pulls out the pump, but the lever is still pushed up so ur spraying gasoline all over the ground and near your car and u both start screaming, "WOAH WTF DUDE MAKE IT STOP"
"IM TRYING ITS STUCK"
"OH MY ING GOD, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING"
*gets it to stop*
"should we tell the guy who works h...DUDE! dont like a ing CIGARETTE are u CRAZY" |
:stongue:
i can totally picture that |
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| ::TranceVanDyk:: |
| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
you might be a crackhead if you look out your window and it looks like you are in a little dollhouse complex.
you might be a crackhead if ur standing next to ur buddy who is pumping your gas at 7 in the morning and he's so wrapped up in what he's saying to you that he pulls out the pump, but the lever is still pushed up so ur spraying gasoline all over the ground and near your car and u both start screaming, "WOAH WTF DUDE MAKE IT STOP"
"IM TRYING ITS STUCK"
"OH MY ING GOD, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING"
*gets it to stop*
"should we tell the guy who works h...DUDE! dont like a ing CIGARETTE are u CRAZY" |
u might be a krackhead if you're able to make-up kracked out stories in the blink of an eye:stongue: |
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| Slylee |
hahah
i figured someone would have a hard time believing that story...i swear to god it happened.
he put the little thing on so that u dont have to push the lever urself and i was too impatient to fill it up, so i interrupted him talking at $10.00 and i was like, "ok dude, that's good enough, let's go" and he yanks it out and the ing gas went everywhere and i started screaming at him and he couldn't get it to stop for like 10 seconds...i u not.
then i was like, " let's get out of here" and he was like, "no dude, we have to tell him, what if another car comes up and like explodes"
so we went in and told him and then we walked out...
oh yea, and he threw a cig in his mouth and i was like R U NUTS? and he was like, "haha oh yea good call"...he had been up for 3 days by that morning...i guess his ability to think rationally was out the window.
man that was a buzz kill... |
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| ::TranceVanDyk:: |
oh , this reminds me. one time smoked before going to night school. when u get there, u get your workbook, and start doing the work. well, in as composed fashion as i could, i walked up to the teacher's desk and looked for a workbook. some people could already tell i was ed and just stared at me with smiles and little giggles. they were starting to make me laugh to. but i held it in. without knowing it, i picked up one of the workbooks, but thought it was the wrong one, so i put it back, and asked, "where are the workbooks."
then someone said, "u just had it in your hands."
then without thinking, i was like, "what, my hands?" and started scanning my hands, and turning them over. then the entire class starting laughing hileriously, and i could no longer hold it in. i ran to my seat, put my head down and let it all go. the teacher didnt care, it was night school, not real school, and somebody else got me my workbook.
moral of story, dont make yourself look like fool in public places. |
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| Psy-T |
| quote: | Originally posted by dj_bas
if at any time you truely believed the people around you were robots, or worse...aliens!...you might be a crackhead (Space at 7am is a scary place to be...teh shemales!) |
you said the secret word!!!11 :clown: |
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| hitokiri |
If you re at a club and think that ppl are shooting green rubberbands (only to find out that it was lasers)....... your ass is a crackhead
not that ever happened to me mind you:wtf: |
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| Slylee |
| quote: | Originally posted by ::TranceVanDyk::
oh , this reminds me. one time smoked before going to night school. when u get there, u get your workbook, and start doing the work. well, in as composed fashion as i could, i walked up to the teacher's desk and looked for a workbook. some people could already tell i was ed and just stared at me with smiles and little giggles. they were starting to make me laugh to. but i held it in. without knowing it, i picked up one of the workbooks, but thought it was the wrong one, so i put it back, and asked, "where are the workbooks."
then someone said, "u just had it in your hands."
then without thinking, i was like, "what, my hands?" and started scanning my hands, and turning them over. then the entire class starting laughing hileriously, and i could no longer hold it in. i ran to my seat, put my head down and let it all go. the teacher didnt care, it was night school, not real school, and somebody else got me my workbook.
moral of story, dont make yourself look like fool in public places. |
HAHAHAHAHA...
typical pothead story...that was funny:p |
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