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AlbinoPython
03-14-2006, 11:02 AM
So I just got a really expensive 180 count bottle of 2 mg xanax and tomorrow is my day off. Worked 13 hours today so when I got home I popped 2 10/325s and about 10mg xanax - around 10:30pm. Wake up and it's 3AM and stil feeling nicely buzzed wanting to take more. But I'll wait so I can go to the beach tomorrow and get a real nice buzzz while spying on cute girls in bikini's with my binoculars.

What combo should I go with? Couple of hydros for the warm fuzzzies followed by a bunch of alpro? Or take a few 10mg diazepams? Or all 3? I'm thinkin xanies and hydro, plu plenty of sunscreen, a beach chair, and a cooler full of ice cold soft drinks. Please advise.

SpliffVortex II
03-14-2006, 11:08 AM
Lather was thirty years old today,
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps,
And thrashing the air with his hands.

But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,
But that's all over...

Lather was thirty years old today,
And Lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me eyes wide and plainly said,
Is it true that I'm no longer young?
And the children call him famous,
what the old men call insane,
And sometimes he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows which game to play...
Which words to say...
And I should have told him, "No, you're not old."
And I should have let him go on...smiling...babywide.

rg paddler
03-14-2006, 11:20 AM
Be like sharks (http://niri.ncsa.uiuc.edu/for/ivor/Sharks.mp3)

AlbinoPython
03-14-2006, 11:20 AM
Lather was thirty years old today,
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps,
And thrashing the air with his hands.

But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,
But that's all over...

Lather was thirty years old today,
And Lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me eyes wide and plainly said,
Is it true that I'm no longer young?
And the children call him famous,
what the old men call insane,
And sometimes he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows which game to play...
Which words to say...
And I should have told him, "No, you're not old."
And I should have let him go on...smiling...babywide.:cool:

SpliffVortex II
03-14-2006, 11:23 AM
:cool:Today I feel like pleasing you more than before
Today I know what I want to do but I don't know what for
To be living for you is all I want to do
To be loving you it'll all be there when my dreams come true
Today you'll make me say that I somehow have changed
Today you'll look into my eyes, I'm just not the same
To be anymore than all I am would be a lie
I'm so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry
Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true
Today I realize how much I'm in love with you
With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love
To go on from here I can't use words, they don't say enough
Please, please listen to *****me******
It's taken so long to come true
And it's all for you
all for you....

AlbinoPython
03-14-2006, 11:30 AM
Today I feel like pleasing you more than before
Today I know what I want to do but I don't know what for
To be living for you is all I want to do
To be loving you it'll all be there when my dreams come true
Today you'll make me say that I somehow have changed
Today you'll look into my eyes, I'm just not the same
To be anymore than all I am would be a lie
I'm so full of love I could burst apart and start to cry
Today everything you want, I swear it all will come true
Today I realize how much I'm in love with you
With you standing here I could tell the world what it means to love
To go on from here I can't use words, they don't say enough
Please, please listen to *****me******
It's taken so long to come true
And it's all for you
all for you....Thanks for the ballads and conceit (I think those are the poetry terms)? But shit it's 4:30 so I gotta go hit the sack. Oh forgot to mention I also have a bottle of somas, too. Couple of those should ease me back inot the land of nod where he giveth his beloved sleep.

the6peace8keeper
03-14-2006, 11:31 AM
If ya cant take just do these one day a week or so your fucking yourself as well as setting yourself up for a very bad time. Take it from one who knows, over and over again.

SpliffVortex II
03-14-2006, 11:45 AM
Thanks for the ballads and conceit (I think those are the poetry terms)? But shit it's 4:30 so I gotta go hit the sack. Oh forgot to mention I also have a bottle of somas, too. Couple of those should ease me back inot the land of nod where he giveth his beloved sleep. Jefferson Airplanes <----1960s Band .

SpliffVortex II
03-14-2006, 11:48 AM
I think White rabbit was prob a better anti dote for him......................One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small

When men on the chessboard
get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the doormouse said:
"Feed your Head
Feed your Head!"