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Comment on ‘Febrile trippage’ or ‘Where’s my sandwiches?’ by K8

K8 — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:33:37 +0000

BrianF; Hey maybe you’re seeing ghosts! I get that too so it can’t be LSD to blame. Could be the DTs also, yes it could. Those are mighty weird.

Jo; Thanks! TXMaxx has a lot to answer for.

Jefferson; Not a prude! Sensible yeah, cautious, dubious maybe. People don’t seem to be at all worried about screwing up their brains and that scares the crap out of me, that loss of control. Anything could bloody happen! I did have one of your high-by-proxy incidents once though, but it wasn’t as funny as yours! Twas when this bloke handed me his taxi fare, a rolled up ten euro note COVERED with coke. The rest of that day was mighty easy for me, I have to say.

Comment on To tax, or not to tax. That is the question. by K8

K8 — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:22:48 +0000

I really want to be an Ambulance driver! Boss of the road, those things rock. I think you need 20/20 vision though, so I’m screwed in that department. Might rob one…

Comment on Ten things they don’t warn you about before you get pregnant #7 by K8

K8 — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:20:36 +0000

I bet you still throw tantrums though, and break things just to find out how they work. Someone wise told me that you never leave your childhood self behind. He’s still in there somewhere, learning.

Comment on ‘Febrile trippage’ or ‘Where’s my sandwiches?’ by Jefferson Davis

Jefferson Davis — Mon, 06 Feb 2012 02:16:22 +0000

I’ve never done any illicit drugs. I’m a prude, I know. However, I used to hang out with a bunch of drug heads. One night, I was at a party with a bunch of other pot heads. I watched my friend roll the biggest blunt ever interlaced with coke! I sat there as it was passed around the room. The smoke was so thick, I could barely see. When I left, I missed all of the steps and landed on my scrawny arse. I laughed for an hour or so afterwards. The biggest contact high I’ve ever had. :)

A few years ago, I was put on a medication that was way too strong for me. I had the freakin’ weirdest waking dreams about vibrantly coloured poke-dotted women. That was a trip I was glad to get off of! :)

Comment on ‘Febrile trippage’ or ‘Where’s my sandwiches?’ by Jo

Jo — Sat, 04 Feb 2012 19:56:38 +0000

I never had ‘em! And the one time I did acid… it didn’t work.

However, ‘whose blouses confuse me’ is the best line ever.

Comment on ‘Febrile trippage’ or ‘Where’s my sandwiches?’ by Brianf

Brianf — Fri, 03 Feb 2012 13:36:42 +0000

Tripping was fun. I remember laughing so hard I didn’t have the strength to open my bottle of “Orange Crush”. So it got passed around and everyone was laughing so hard and long that they couldn’t open it either. The next morning I found it in the refrigerator upside down balanced on it’s cap.
Then on the other side a bunch of us decided to go for a ride on our motorcycles while tripping and I watched a friend step off his bike at about 35MPH(~50KPH). When we all stopped and gathered around him he said he was tired of flying and decided to stop flying. While riding he forgot he was on a motorcycle. We took him and his bike back to the apartment and spent the rest of the night laughing … about anything and everything.
Occasionally when I take a nap in the afternoon I’ll have some really weird dreams that are reminiscent of tripping.
I have never had a “flashback” though every once and awhile I’ll perceive movement on the edge of my eye’s perception. It usually make me look and wonder what that was. My shrink tells me it’s a known condition of people who have taken LSD when they were young. Oh well, it’s a small price to pay for the fun we had when we were young and dumb. :)

Comment on Ten things they don’t warn you about before you get pregnant #7 by Holemaster

Holemaster — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 16:00:49 +0000

Age 3, I’d stare for ages through the letterbox waiting for that moment the nose of Dad’s car turned the corner up the road from the house.

I can remember now like it was this morning.

Three years ago, I was sitting at this same desk cursing my arsehole business partner, just like I am now.

Yet in three years, 40 years ago, I grew from a dot to forming a memory I still have clear as day.

Comment on To tax, or not to tax. That is the question. by Holemaster

Holemaster — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 15:52:35 +0000

As if people like yourself aren’t busy enough.

They clearly don’t think these things through. It’s probably easier to set up a bus company and apply for a license. LB and the others will be your only customers but it might just work!

Or buy an Ambulance and get everywhere really fast. If the cops stop you, get the husband to writhe in pain (not that he needs to pretend).

Comment on To tax, or not to tax. That is the question. by K8

K8 — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 18:18:18 +0000

Fiona; Nail On The Head.

Jo; The problem is finding a dealer who’s into Shitehawkism. Need to find a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend who may be willing. Also need to find time to find the time to do it! Also need a job in case the above doesn’t pan out. *sigh*

Comment on To tax, or not to tax. That is the question. by Jo

Jo — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 15:50:53 +0000

CAN you get a registered dealer to buy it from you and sell it back? What would they lose?