I’m going to try this before I head for the cliff. :p
theangryseal
All I know is that I long for it for some damn reason. As an Appalachian kid with too little to eat, that shit was heaven. I don’t know if it was just because I was hungry, but I was sad to see it go.
This made me think of something else too.
My mom used to stop at a gas station, send me in first with a food stamp dollar to buy a .05 cent piece of gum. My brother would do the same thing, then we’d drive down to the next station and do it again. Finally, at the third station we’d come to the car and give my mom the change. Once we were done, she could afford enough gas to go visit my aunt and my cousins.
Once the EBT card came out that was over for poor folks.
People would stand outside of gas stations and stop people, “hey bro, I’ll buy you two twelve packs of soda for two bucks. You can get a candy bar too.” They usually end up trespassed. The smart ones would sell the cards for half their value (smart? I know) so they didn’t get banned from stores.
Working in a gas station in Appalachia I seen a number of people open their wallets and have several EBT cards.
No pain meds for me. That’s part of the problem. I’m an ex junkie in a medication assisted treatment program for a decade or more. I just gotta deal with it.
Maybe I’m being scared of nothing and I’m tougher than I think to be dealing with it this long.
My uncle literally fell to the ground and said, “my gut has busted, I’m going to die right here.”
He’s the toughest son of a bitch I’ve ever known.
That’s the part I’m avoiding. Passing them. :p
I’m stupid.
I’ve had kidney stones (I think) for two or three years now. It fucks off for a bit, comes back, gets infected, fucks my immune system up, then gets better.
I guess that fucker is too big to get down to where the extreme pain comes in.
I’m an idiot. I should have dealt with it already, but I seen my poor grandpa and uncle suffer once it started moving. I believe I’d rather die.
Oh it was awful, totally not worth it. He had cocaine as well, but he didn’t get charged with the acid. He was drunk, 17, on Xanax, in his mother’s car. When the police got to him he was eating the cocaine and had to be hospitalized because of his heart.
Funny thing, I was telling his story earlier.
His mom turned him into a junkie to control him. Sad thing really. She did all of her kids that way. He was the only one she turned into a junkie, she convinced the rest they were schizophrenic.
Poor guy has seen nothing but trouble his whole life.
Oh yeah, just isn’t something that regularly occurs. I had a buddy wad up a sheet of uncut blotter and swallow it when he crashed his car and the police showed up.
He spent some time in the hospital before going to jail.
Well thank you for telling us. I can’t wait for the onion article about how folks can’t wait to talk about it.
I hope it grows to the point that people say, “earn hart dead bait dad. Bad prsn. Not gud.”
Three commies don’t think you’re very funny.
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Ooh we up to five commies.
Well if you go carrying pictures of chairman Pooh, you ain’t gonna make it with anyone so boo hoo!
Make folks hallucinate. It doesn’t do that, not really. A person who is hallucinating is unaware that they are hallucinating. They see things in their environment which aren’t there, or hear things which aren’t there.
LSD can produce stunning visuals, but there is never a moment where you are unaware that those visuals are being caused by the drug. As for the auditory side of it, it enhances music kind of like thc does, but on a much larger scale. I would say that’s the wildest part. For me, with very slow, subtle movements of my body, I could feel like I was moving into and around the music. Still though, I was fully aware that the drug was behind it.
There are no pink elephants, not really. Though, I would say that my imagination was a lot more vivid and my mind more likely to wander. Still, I knew it was my imagination.
I’ve heard some fake ass stories about people being surrounded by fuzzy bunnies and all kinds of stuff.
I will say, I haven’t taken an absurd amount of it at once. I haven’t taken it in more than a decade either.
Ah, yes. I see. My friend, when you serve the one true religion you feeeeel it deep down, as though god is talking through your feelings.
You can’t just allow people from false religions to galavant around claiming they are part of the one true religion. And, see, since we’re all immortal (at least in the true religion) this world doesn’t matter really, except where religion counts.
Gaaaaaaah. The whole world filled with people with perfectly good noses, and yet they breathe through their mouths.