Into the Chat with a Smoke

The first time i smoked was with a guy i barely knew, right before this cooking class i was in at the time... we had to peel potatoes. Long story short... Don't get baked as fuck for the first time and peel potatoes.

Speaking of peeling potatoes... I just ate some pussy for the first time tonight (i don't know what this has to do with potato peeling, but i have this strange sense of accomplishment that i felt as if i needed to share... i guess a better segue would have been to say "speaking of doing things for the first time" but fuck it, i'm to lazy to fix all that now )

 

I Will Never Look At A Potatoe In The Same Light Again...



Cheers Glen.

 

Tonight I went to the bar I used to barback at and the bartender totally jumped over the bar to hug me and she totally wants my nutz...just thought I had to share that...feelin accomplished n shitz...ya know.

 

Fuck that orison, I'm getting a turkey this fall.

 

How much crack can a crackhead crack if a crackhead could crack ..

Yes, you. You sick fucker. On Wednesday morning I emerged from my girlfriend's building by U.N. Plaza to find that you had sawed the tops off both the sparkplugs on my motorcycle. At the time, I had no idea why anyone would do that. Other than the sparkplugs, the bike was untouched. Some kind of bizarre vandalism? A fraternity prank gone awry? I had no idea. All I knew is that I looked like a huge douchebag riding the Muni to work in a padded motorcycle jacket and helmet.

Because the bike was immobilized I got a $35 street sweeping ticket that night. Thursday I had it towed to the shop ($45) where they replaced the sparkplugs and the boots ($50 including labor). They explained to me that "people" - I use the term loosely here - like you break off the tops of spark plugs and use the porcelain tubes to smoke crack. As an engineer and former MacGyver fan, in a way I think this is kind of cool. But then I remember that I just paid $100 for YOUR crackpipes, and I get angry again.

Crackhead, it was really good to have my bike back though. I rode home from the shop with a couple of spare sparkplugs and a smile on my face. I figured the next time I parked at my girlfriend's place overnight I would have to buy some crackpipes and tape them to my bike as a peace offering. Overall, I wasn't that upset. Despite having to ride the bus for three days and dropping a hundred bones at the shop, I had gained some fascinating knowledge, a new set of sparkplugs, and a pretty funny anecdote about how fucked up you are, and how our paths once crossed briefly in the night.

But you couldn't just let sleeping dogs lie, could you Crackhead. You couldn't just stay in on Friday, watch Letterman through the window of a home electronics store and then call it a night. You couldn't rest on your laurels. Two porcelain sparkplug crackpipes just wasn't enough for you, was it Crackhead? You just had to come back for more.

This morning, a scant fifteen hours after I rode it out of the shop, I found my motorcycle violated once again. This time you only took the right one - maybe you were having an off night. At least this time I had a spare sparkplug and the tools to fix it - or so I thought - having ordered a 73-piece toolset from SEARS.com last week. But no, the sparkplug socket in my new toolset was for American sparkplugs. So I had to go down to the neighborhood Ace hardware. They had an 18mm socket that would fit over my sparkplug, but it was for a 1/2" drive ratchet. My toolkit only has 1/4" and 3/8" ratchets. So I had to buy a 1/2" ratchet along with the socket. Even though the clerk took pity on me and gave me the senior citizen discount (I'm 25) it still cost me $22 all told. Now, you might say that I should have just gotten a 3/8"-to-1/2" drive adaptor instead of springing for the whole ratchet. And to that I say "Shut the hell up, Crackhead, I'm not finished. And besides, I was eventually going to buy a 1/2" ratchet anyway so it's probably not worth it to take it back now."

OK, now I'm rambling. But the point is, Crackhead, that you have done me wrong. Now, I get that you love crack. That is totally understandable. I've heard it is really fun, at first, and quite addictive. What I don't understand is,



I am an engineer. Do you ever see me shaking down bums in the Loin for a calculator and sliderule? No, you don't. Because engineering is the main thing I do, I went and bought myself a calculator. The main thing you do is crack. How do you get by without a crackpipe? The other crackheads must clown on you non-stop. I mean, the fucking saw you used to saw off my sparkplugs is probably worth five or ten bucks. Why not sell or trade it for a crackpipe? You really haven't put much thought into this, have you?

Please, Crackhead, please don't tell me you sold your crackpipe to buy crack. Even a stupid crackhead such as yourself couldn't possibly be that stupid.

I've decided that taping crackpipes to my motorcycle would be tantamount to appeasement. You have crossed a line, Crackhead - specifically California Street. You have come onto my own street and you have desecrated that which I hold dear. You have stolen from me, and you have caused me to spend the last half hour writing this post instead of engineering shit, and it is concievable, if not likely, that my boss could find out about this and fire me. I am hella pissed at you dude.

Here are my options as I see them:

1. Write a note saying that I have coated both of my sparkplugs in rat poison and tape it to my bike at night. You can thank Tim for that one, it was his idea.

2. Don't write a note, but just coat both sparkplugs in rat poison. This is probably closer to a punishment that would fit your despicable crime. I'm sure this is super illegal and shit, but it's not like anyone is going to miss you, Crackhead. Don't fool yourself.

3. Wait in an alley near my bike armed with my new stainless steel mirror-finish Ace Professional brand 1/2" drive socket wrench, my 18mm sparkplug socket, and my searing rage. It's pretty heavy and well balanced. I am not a large man, but I am angry.

In conclusion, Crackhead, why don't you just do both of us a favor and buy yourself a crackpipe? It will both enhance your crack smoking experience and save me a lot of time and felony assault charges. Think about it.

Sincerely,
Me.

*** If you are not the Crackhead that took my sparkplugs, please disregard this posting ***

 

made me lol too...
1-would take longer to saw than to remove
2-would be a short pipe.no?


good morning...back to the grind

ortus..read ''the wealthy barber''....go online and find it



ima gonna go out and check for ripe tomatoes...my yellow ones are so sweet...amazing taste right off the vine

 

jesus fuck.. really already.. lows of 32 this week!.. i'm ready for the cool weather.. not fucking frost

 

Orison.. is that you? or a CraigsList rant?

 

sweet ass weather here today. around 75 with a little breeze. :sifone:

 

cl rant.. i added the y u no have crackpipe meme. :2thumbsup:

ive seen someone smoke out those. how u get a push on that crackhead??. silly crackheads wasting crack..

 

what a boring fucking day..

 

yeah, i thinks I watch cody lane get raped. i got a few minutes to waste..

 

There aint shit to do

 

you didnt google that bitches name. thats your problem..

 

dude fixing my other pc is named jarda....never heard that name before

 

jarda is new to me. what nationality is that, indian?

i'm playing dodgeball tonight... i joined a team with a couple of friends. should be fun, hopefully.

 

dodgeball does sound fun. kickball is also a classic to maybe be a little bit drunk and then go play.

I been googling dat ass for a little......:devil:

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-s60dGqMaY0"]Monster Truck - Runnin' - YouTube

 

google image result for "cody lane"