It's usually just Ambien that somehow "inspires" me to purchase things I normally wouldn't. It's not a problem since I'm not touching the stuff anymore. The only thing I want with painkillers is sweets. Any candy bar or soda works wonders for me. This thread is a bad influence on me. I haven't been drunk in quite some time.
Fuck yeah, drunkne again. Too bad I had to go home somewhat early, so now I am drunkne alone. That's always rather boring.
Will do this evening - never got on with bongs though after a bad incident with some fibreglass sprayed stuff. edit:....must resist until this evening....must do something meaningful with day off...
Oh this bong isn't glass. I cleaned up a light bulb, using salt, cut the top part of a plastic mineral water bottle and wrapped it with duct tape so as to solidify it seated on the neck of the bulb. The cap of the bottle is screwable to the bottom part (and hence the light bulb) and houses two straws. on top of the water-going straw i ve placed my hash-pipes' round metal bowl (which can be screwed back to the pipe later) and in the bowl there's a thing metal net. Pretty solid and precise for a ghetto bong and does a fantastic job. It's really a one hit wonder
damn this thread just made me light up my steampunk bong =D follow link to see picture of bong: http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/5474/dsc00552n.jpg
Haha that bong is quality. I was refering to the green being sprayed with fiberglass crystals, making it incredibly harsh to toke and ruined my throat for days after, despite being done through a bong with a good capacity of water for it to run through. I'm all about combining it with rizla and tobacco creations, a good dutch tulip to send you to space :lol:
At least you know how to do it... Everyone on the eastern side of NC: "I only smoke BLUNTS yo. I don't get high from pipes." Well, dawg, that means you're too fucking stupid to figure out how to pull from a pipe. They work just fine for me. Either that or they're smoking shitty weed; usually a combination of both. If they came to the mountains, a single hit would knock most of those would-be gangstas on their ass. I almost passed out first time I smoked mountain-grown weed. Also, there's no better thing than taking two hits, putting the bowl down, forgetting about it, and coming back a few hours later to discover that you have a mostly-packed bowl ready to be smoked. It's like weed Christmas.
Two days ago: got drunk, took a walk, had a great convo over text with a certain female, then ruined it all near the end... Yesterday: Got drunk, left her a present in her mailbox. Tonight: Smooth sailing. Drunk. She's coming to my show (music) tomorrow, apparently. I love how one can drink when they're pissed, drink when they're sad, and drink when they're celebrating.
Right now I'm about two hours from the beach, and I'll be moving back to the mountains (western side of the state) in about a week. If you were anywhere near me I'd be down, but it doesn't appear that you are and I can't smoke for at least another month anyway (recent septoplasty). :/
