YESH! YESSSH!!! I AM BACK IN THIS TOPIC!!!!!!!!!!

I AM TIPSY YES YES YES!!!!!!!! ITS BEEN SO LONG!!! A frigging month!

Hahahahahaha.

I had a wicked evening with my friend who i didnt see for a while - than i went to my friend who works in the smartshop, than i had a wander around the red light district all alone and i had so much fun :lol:

Anyway - me and my mate decided to do some coke next weekend. I even arranged hook ups and shit. Just to see what its like for one crazy saturday evening. I just like to get twatted, really. Anyhow,

I FEEL GREAT! I needed a mojito from my favorite (gay)bar so bad! And i aint even gay! Well....yeah.

WHOOHOO!!!

Hi Jeanie!

Fuck i cant call u guys right now. My new bedroom is next to my mums. Come on msn my sexy hot moomie's!

MOOMIE'S!

Check youre texts!

omg hey Voodoo... the grapefruit is hiding... but is not that clever

Went out for a quick beer and wings last night, intending to be out for an hour or so, then go home and watch a Bond movie. Instead, was offered mushrooms and we went to the casino. Then when I got home I didn't feel like going in, so I went for a five or six mile walk to another neighbourhood at around 2:30 AM while still tripping hard. I meditated outside a Hindu temple, then walked along a riverbank and through some construction sites before finally coming home and reading until 4:30. Was chainsmoking all night too. That's not good. All in all though, a pretty good start to my birthday.

nice!

My neighbors were on shrooms the other night, but they didn't have enough to make sharing worthwhile... so I stole all their vicodin instead. They were tripping so hard I convinced them that they'd taken it already.

Awww, the neighbors were so funny and giggly while on the mushrooms.

I walked over there after stash got home and told me the 2 neighbors were on shrooms and I needed to go over there because I'd get a kick out of it. For one of the neighbors, it was his first time shrooming. Anyway, I walked over there and they were listening to the Chemical Brothers The shroom n00b was laughing so hard and I said, "Hey, watch this!" And I slowly swayed my arms over my head and they stopped and said "Whoah!! That's so cool. How did you do that?" To which I replied, "Like this!" and I moved my arms back and forth while they were mesmerized by the rainbow trails they were making. My hair also tends to attract trippers. I don't know why. But one of my neighbors kept saying, "Your hair keeps getting longer and longer and like, it's all purple. Your hair is giving you this purple aura." Then they talked about how cool it was going to be seeing the Chems at Nocturnal, they were almost getting all sentimental, having a real moment. Then tried to give me their shrooms because stash turned them down earlier. I said, no hang on to them because you'll want them later, I'll take a rain check on that - and all was well.

Good times. I love talking to people when they're tripping. :lol:

I read that there are a lot of people in Holland that are trying to outlaw shrooms.

sad, sad day.

shrooms are illegal here only since last year, have medical next week so after that can relax

We got to be in London like 3 months before they oulawed em.

My buddy had 3/4 of an ounce of dried shrooms just lying around. He deals but doesn't really do drugs. Offered as much as I wanted as a "writeoff" for him. So I took three very large handfuls. It worked nicely.

Went out for a couple beers last night for my bday at a pub after helping a friend move out and a bunch of other friends showed up and brought me (at the pub) a Guiness-flavoured cake they baked me in the shape of a beer mug. It was awesome and heartwarming. Then they all bought me drinks and I ended up playing N64 at my buddy's place and drinking beer until I fell asleep around 4 AM. I'm kinda tired.

i don't get all the ounces stuff (not because we got the metric system in here), but mainly cause we've always picked stocks by the dozens, since i've had only cubensis.

btw, i posted this on the funny shit thread, but that thread somehow doesn't bump in here on the main page anymore :

http://www.youtube.c...h?v=4anA3Lv_rec

"I'm a modern man, a man for the millennium. Digital and smoke free. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I've been up linked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art bi-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond!

I'm new wave, but I'm old school and my inner child is outward bound. I'm a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database, my database is in cyberspace, so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive and from time to time I'm radioactive.

Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin the wave, dodgin the bullet and pushin the envelope. I'm on-point, on-task, on-message and off drugs. I've got no need for coke and speed. I've got no urge to binge and purge. I'm in-the-moment, on-the-edge, over-the-top and under-the-radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps and run victory laps. I'm a totally ongoing big-foot, slam-dunk, rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic. A working rageaholic. Out of rehab and in denial!

I've got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant and a personal agenda. You can't shut me up. You can't dumb me down because I'm tireless and I'm wireless, I'm an alpha male on beta-blockers.

I'm a non-believer and an over-achiever, laid-back but fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home, low-rent, high-maintenance. Super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built-to-last! I'm a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case pretty maturely post-traumatic and I've got a love-child that sends me hate mail.

But, I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing-- a supportive, bonding, nurturing primary care-giver. My output is down, but my income is up. I took a short position on the long bond and my revenue stream has its own cash-flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports! I'm gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex. I like tough love. I use the "F" word in my emails and the software on my hard-drive is hardcore--no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini-mall; I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast-food in the slow lane. I'm toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear and I come in all sizes. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically- formulated medical miracle. I've been pre-wash, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed and, I have an unlimited broadband capacity.

I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal. Lean and mean! Cocked, locked and ready-to-rock. Rough, tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide. I've got glide in my stride. Drivin and movin, sailin and spinin, jiving and groovin, wailin and winnin. I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty and lunch time is crunch time. I'm hangin in, there ain't no doubt and I'm hangin tough, over and out!"

~George Carlin

An ounce is 28 grams. And mushrooms here are always (well, always when I've seen them) already dried, so a low-end sufficient dosage would normally be around 2 grams. 2.5 to 3 would be a medium dose. 4-5 grams and up is psychonaut territory. I probably did around 3.5-4 the other night.

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Anyways, came across this at Tuckermax.com (my new favourite site). I'm expecting to hit somewhere between a high 'drunk' and a low 'fucked-in-half' tomorrow night for my birthday party. Belgian pavillion, 10.5% beer. Followed by German pavillion, lots of lager. Followed by pub and shots. :

The Tucker Max Drunk Scale

When describing how drunk I get, I use my own scale that my friends and I devised:

"Buzzed" is after a few beers, when I can feel the alcohol affecting me, but I think I can still drive reasonably well. My brain generally works like normal, though perhaps a little slow.

"Inebriated" is when I start feeling good, but I know my ability to drive is impaired, and so I give the keys away. I begin to doubt my ability to make good judgments. I am usually a much nicer person at this stage of drunkenness, though this changes quickly.

"Drunk" is when I start feeling overly confident about myself and all of my abilities, I argue about who drives, but eventually give the keys up anyway. Other people begin to seem much funnier and more interesting. This is also when the ability to socialize in an appropriate manner starts breaking down.

"Fucked-in-half" (aka "Shit-housed") is when I believe that my abilities have become nearly superhuman, that I am the best looking man in my geographical area, and that that hunchback girl over by the bar is really hot too. As far as I am concerned, there is no road, policeman, or possibly even army, that can contain me. It is at this point that I cannot differentiate between an appropriate comment and an inappropriate one, so I just say whatever I feel like.

"Tucker Max" is the ultimate drunk stage. Never mind about operating heavy machinery; I have trouble figuring out door knobs. The only benefit is that I don't have to worry about driving because I can't even find my keys. Any of several things can happen at Tucker Max Drunk. I can:

-black out;

-hook up with ugly or fat girls;

-fail to hook up with hot girls because I pass out on them;

-vomit uncontrollably;

-make loud, boisterous, and thoroughly untruthful claims about my achievements;

-commit myself to large and utterly hopeless wagers that I have no way of covering;

-claim to be an renowned expert on things I could not begin to explain when sober;

-start fights with small, defenseless people;

-break things;

-become very angry with inanimate objects, and loudly curse them;

-say anything, no matter how offensive or mean, to anyone, no matter how helpless or undeserving;

-wake up somewhere that I have never seen before, and do not recognize;

-have long and involved conversations over important topics that I have no recollection of the next day

Dude, tomorrow is j00r birthday?

Happy BD in advance, in case I'm not on tmrw.

Thanks dude!

It was on Wednesday but I saved the big party for the weekend. So, Tuesday night/Wednesday morn I did the mush, Wednesday night I went out for beers, and then tomorrow night is the big gong show.

Happy belated birthday, Tim!

Oooo - gong show! :lol:

Happy Belated Birthday Tim. This thread's a perfect place for your birthday wishes. ;)

Do we have to be buzzed to post here?

If so, see you all in this topic in 5 years.

So I had a big ol' glass of wine, then went out and got some tasty BBQ (I had the catfish, it was mmm), but I also made the mistake of drinking some southern alcoholic lemonade concoction and I am now pleasnantly buzzed. I may go walk it off in a bit.

So yeah, southern lemonade with buzz juice in it - here's to you, Darkstar - on your belated birthday! :lol: