Shit, I dun goofed :\

[DiJiTaLGoDz]

I'm standing outside my friend John's rave in need of advice. About an hour ago I met this kinky blonde girl named Susan who works part time as a nurse's assistant. We were drinking a bit and she told me she used to be a hardcore heroin addict and was considering getting back on it because of how miserable her life has been. I'm a pretty experienced tripper, myself, so I convinced her that it would be better to try some shrooms than get back in to the opiates. I walked her over to the den but this girl Kelly and her boyfriend were in there doin' the grownup so I told her we should try another room, she told me she didn't trust me and I got tight and told her to shut up and chew a mushroom. She said she might as well try it because of how whack the party had gotten but I walked away for a few minutes to smoke a bogey and when I came back, she had eaten the whole bag!

She started screaming for me to go away and said she didn't know me and that she needed to go puke. I freaked and tried to calm her down but she just couldn't grasp that I never intended this to be anything major, I just wanted to make her appreciate nature. I tried to get her to stop crying but she started screaming about how her father raped her at a young age. Within a few more minutes, she was bitching to a plant about how she's in her mid-twenties, not married, and can't cook, I tried to calm her down again but she was convinced that I was her dad. So I told her to stop trying to swallow her tongue and that I would go find Dave, my boy that gave them to me. The dude was taking a monster sh*t but then I told him that there was a girl upstairs talking to plants, chopping her hair off, and drinking lysol. None of us have ever seen anyone eat as many caps as she had, girl is buggin.

wat do?

[Matthew-x]

The best thing would to say " dont get back on drugs because they dont cure anything?"

Leave her and dont talk to her, some people are best left alone. By the sounds of this girl she is a bit mental.

i would be nice and say try and talk and comfort her, but for your sake run a mile mate.

[Madison Taylor]

"What do" well obviously the only acceptable answer would be put it in. Then do some kinky shit with her. It's not like she's going to remember tomorrow she'll probably just think she got violated by a plant or something.

[Gnosis]

Really hope this is fake for that poor girls sake...

[Matthew-x]

Really hope this is fake for that poor girls sake...

OHH, Friend, Car Friend, Football Friend :carling:


+1 to what you said though

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I'm standing outside my friend John's rave in need of advice. About an hour ago I met this kinky blonde girl named Susan who works part time as a nurse's assistant. We were drinking a bit and she told me she used to be a hardcore heroin addict and was considering getting back on it because of how miserable her life has been. I'm a pretty experienced tripper, myself, so I convinced her that it would be better to try some shrooms than get back in to the opiates. I walked her over to the den but this girl Kelly and her boyfriend were in there doin' the grownup so I told her we should try another room, she told me she didn't trust me and I got tight and told her to shut up and chew a mushroom. She said she might as well try it because of how whack the party had gotten but I walked away for a few minutes to smoke a bogey and when I came back, she had eaten the whole bag!

She started screaming for me to go away and said she didn't know me and that she needed to go puke. I freaked and tried to calm her down but she just couldn't grasp that I never intended this to be anything major, I just wanted to make her appreciate nature. I tried to get her to stop crying but she started screaming about how her father raped her at a young age. Within a few more minutes, she was bitching to a plant about how she's in her mid-twenties, not married, and can't cook, I tried to calm her down again but she was convinced that I was her dad. So I told her to stop trying to swallow her tongue and that I would go find Dave, my boy that gave them to me. The dude was taking a monster sh*t but then I told him that there was a girl upstairs talking to plants, chopping her hair off, and drinking lysol. None of us have ever seen anyone eat as many caps as she had, girl is buggin.

wat do?

Opiates make you itch like crazy lmao just smash her pussy and then give her sleeping pills :carling:

[Alt]

[Lovol]

I took my little brother to get a new tank top. His side muscles are getting so big that he is popping out of his wife beater at school, and it is causing a problem because the ladys are distracted, they can't keep their eyes off of him.

So we are in line at Walmart today, and this guy bumps into my achillies tendon with his shopping cart. I turned around and this s.o.b. is laughing at me. Not even a sorry. I told him to go back to Mexico and go pick some peppers. He got mad and called me a hillbilly. I was going to touch him with my jab, but the shopping cart was shielding him from my line of fire, so I picked up a bag of Skittles and launched it at his face.

He got out of the way, and the Skittles bounced off of this little girl's head. She started crying, and next thing I knew, this big black guy hits me over the head with a shovel. My brother began to swing on him, and I got up and tackled the guy. I pulled down his pants and shoved a bag of skittles in his ass. Then I hit him in the **** with a pot of flowers.

The mexican guy thought it was pretty funny, so I threw him inside of his shopping cart and pushed him into a cactus. I didn't even pay for the shirt. My bro and I just headed for the door. This old white guy at the door who only had one arm tried to stop us. My bro shook his hand and I touched him with the jab. He went down before I could even throw the furious right.

As I was getting into the truck, this cop tried to put me in hand cuffs. I spun around twice and hit him with the deadly uppercut. My fourteen year old brother started the pickup, so I jumped in the back and we sped home. It was a close one, but at least my brother got a bigger shirt.

[Gnosis]

What type of chicken is that? KFC? I'm hungry now.

[Lydey]

I took my little brother to get a new tank top. His side muscles are getting so big that he is popping out of his wife beater at school, and it is causing a problem because the ladys are distracted, they can't keep their eyes off of him.

So we are in line at Walmart today, and this guy bumps into my achillies tendon with his shopping cart. I turned around and this s.o.b. is laughing at me. Not even a sorry. I told him to go back to Mexico and go pick some peppers. He got mad and called me a hillbilly. I was going to touch him with my jab, but the shopping cart was shielding him from my line of fire, so I picked up a bag of Skittles and launched it at his face.

He got out of the way, and the Skittles bounced off of this little girl's head. She started crying, and next thing I knew, this big black guy hits me over the head with a shovel. My brother began to swing on him, and I got up and tackled the guy. I pulled down his pants and shoved a bag of skittles in his ass. Then I hit him in the **** with a pot of flowers.

The mexican guy thought it was pretty funny, so I threw him inside of his shopping cart and pushed him into a cactus. I didn't even pay for the shirt. My bro and I just headed for the door. This old white guy at the door who only had one arm tried to stop us. My bro shook his hand and I touched him with the jab. He went down before I could even throw the furious right.

As I was getting into the truck, this cop tried to put me in hand cuffs. I spun around twice and hit him with the deadly uppercut. My fourteen year old brother started the pickup, so I jumped in the back and we sped home. It was a close one, but at least my brother got a bigger shirt.

and then lovol wakes up from his dream