toadlicker
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this is a funny story with a moral, what it is isn't clear really but it's there, trust me!
a few years back during my dark agess i was, you know, trying to get ripped!!! and ripped i got.
a day like anyother started me smoking some pot, after some calls the day looked up and i was flying on oxys, at this point in time i just went to work, where i was traded a cut of shrooms for an oxy, yeah, mid way through work i eat them all, ( management has it's perks ) after work i was still flying, blasted my last oxy, then went to a friends house to cut up some cocain for distribution, while doing so a nice sized chunk falls to the floor, as one could imagine i was way gone, my friend said if you can find that chunk enjoy it b/c it's yours, gitty as a school girl i dove to the floor in hot persute of the chunk, victoriously rizing with chunk in tow i lay it out on the desk and prepare to snort, and snort i did!!! within about 2 seconds i started to notice something was wrong with my precious little chunk, first the burning of a thousand fires sets in lasting only a few very long seconds, then the realization of what i snorted hit me. maybe it was the now enflamed nostril or the fresh sent of flowers that clued me in but indeed my precious precious chunk was powdered carpet cleaner!!! in my experience there is no way to remove the scent of carpet cleaner from your head and mouth, not even if you try snorting beer. here comes the moral, snorting carpet cleaner is only for dust mites!!!
feel free to laugh, point fingures, and picket my house.
a few years back during my dark agess i was, you know, trying to get ripped!!! and ripped i got.
a day like anyother started me smoking some pot, after some calls the day looked up and i was flying on oxys, at this point in time i just went to work, where i was traded a cut of shrooms for an oxy, yeah, mid way through work i eat them all, ( management has it's perks ) after work i was still flying, blasted my last oxy, then went to a friends house to cut up some cocain for distribution, while doing so a nice sized chunk falls to the floor, as one could imagine i was way gone, my friend said if you can find that chunk enjoy it b/c it's yours, gitty as a school girl i dove to the floor in hot persute of the chunk, victoriously rizing with chunk in tow i lay it out on the desk and prepare to snort, and snort i did!!! within about 2 seconds i started to notice something was wrong with my precious little chunk, first the burning of a thousand fires sets in lasting only a few very long seconds, then the realization of what i snorted hit me. maybe it was the now enflamed nostril or the fresh sent of flowers that clued me in but indeed my precious precious chunk was powdered carpet cleaner!!! in my experience there is no way to remove the scent of carpet cleaner from your head and mouth, not even if you try snorting beer. here comes the moral, snorting carpet cleaner is only for dust mites!!!
feel free to laugh, point fingures, and picket my house.
