Psychedelic Bump VIII

Cosmo! Are you on the run or what? hah

 

Interesting stuff man!

 

50mg MXE + cannabis = ++++ for me and friend

i have been to the end of myself tonight

i can't even talk english, but i don't need to, as i ride these deer antlers through my hometown

wholesome

i'm not a real person right now

it's 12:30, wait no, it's 14 million

"i can't see" and "I don't give a shit" go hand in hand :sifone:

I was everywhere and nowhere

 

haha sounds deep writer! good vibes to you man

 

Not strictly true! http://britishfood.about.com/od/eorecipes/r/faggots.htm

Weed certainly is, helped take me DEEP into some of my journeys :sunny:

That shit stiiiings! LOL Very nice

 

These are available in a fair few shops.. the supermarché next door sells them, I just don't know who buys them.

 

Gay people

 

The above statement is historically accurate of homosexuals' treatment during the Dark Ages, it's a travesty that this kind of biggotry goes on to this day. You should apologize and please respect others' sexual orientation, maintain your biggotted beliefs but please, I'm asking nicely, don't share them

GB, I did just have a friend pass away. I knew he'd been dying for several months now, though, so though it was sad, I'm managing quite well. It's different when you know a person's going to die and it happens than it is when they die and it's unexpected. My grieving is managable while still carrying on my regular life as just plain ol' me.
I actually never *DID* have any legal troubles, oddly enough, and I've dealt with the police twice since for unrelated things, both times they've not talked a word about last week. I've mentioned this before, but maybe the words jumped out at you and ran into your ears like cockroaches scaring you as they told you sublimnal messages of doom since you're schizoaffective and all that jazz: No warrants were left behind, I wasn't left with a guard watching my hospital door, I wasn't cuffed to the bed or cuffed at any point in time, and I've been roaming about freely since this time last week when things got...weird, where they'd normally have just gotten horrific. As for willfully becoming a fugitive of the law and fleeing the state or country, should I even resort to such insanity, you won't be hearing of it here, so please don't bring that up as it's at this very moment not the case, I am leaving this god-awful state (rcable, you are so right about Texas and their law enforcement, fuck an A!), but I wish I didn't have to because I love Austin and Houston.

Anyway, my politely asking you not to be a biggot =/= Me not posting here, there, or anywhere, using the computer, checking email, or in any way discontinuing carrying on life as usual. That was a rather poor attempt at any rate on your part to save face after being hostile towards me and essentially calling me homosexual in a rather biggotted way, but I'm not biting. So I won't say good try anyway, better luck next time. You're doing what everyone caught and called out on biggotry does, deflecting. My polite mention that an apology is in order and historical relevance as to why has nothing to do with my life. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. The notion aside from its irrelavance to my life in any capacity is absurd anyway to say the least; as if I should be hiding indoors 98% of every day and living as with a vow of silence. Until I'm either arrested and take the fifth ammendment, or until I simply have limited computer access, I'm just going to carry on as usual.
I have one other request, please stop with the antagonizing, it gets old. It's funny at first when you say something absurd, attack me with a witty comment, or what have you, but when I stated my case that it's generational, "part of music snobbery 101" per se to like what you came up on with pride, etc. GM left me alone, yet you continued. You're being a bit too much, so now I'd ask that you both just stand down, and apologize to any gay members in this community, please.

Besides all that, you antagonized me first with ridicule, I didn't ridicule you at all ever about that Muzak be it Papa Roach, Matchbox 20, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Incubus, or whatever else it might've been, I made a dispairaging remark that I quickly regretted and just as quickly apologized for. The remark wasn't even aimed at you GB.

 

I'll go one step further, p0ly, you're a wanker and you, GB, and I should have a circle jerk and just get out our mutual wanking desires together

 

Maybe to get a Rock Star soda and a pack of Camel Crush smokes, but that's furthest I'm running today methinks

@both Primal & yourself Cheese:

I live in the 21st century too guys I know on your side of the pond, many things these days pass a faggot including the cigarette I'm smoking.

Out of curiousity, would a joint ever be called a faggot using the same logic?

P.S. Mr. Brains??!!!! BLECH! The brand name alone turns me off. It could be fresh sushi or Cajun, Jamaican, Thai, whateverthefuck, I wouldn't trust a bite of food made by Mr. Brains. Do you happen to have a Mr. Guts, a Mr. Bones, a Mr. Eyeballs, a Mr. Hair & Fingernails, and a Mr. Skin, too? WTF??!!!! Ewww, just ewww.

 

The 'faggots' you refer to for burning people at the stake weren't just used for gays, witches, heretics etc also were subjected to them while being burned alive. My understanding is that they were bundles of wood which were tied around the abdominal area to make sure that the subject died quicker, often packed with something highly flammable to quicken the process. So, in a way faggots were better than none, the job was done with a little less suffering (and I really mean a little, burning to death must be the worst way to go)... On a brighter note:

Cigarettes are reffered to as 'fags' but never faggots. Joints are called Joints, J's, Doobies, Spliffs, Reefers, Badboy's etc etc, all the usual names you get in the USA, and probably a few you guys don't use, but again never faggots.

I have never tried faggots of any kind, let alone 'Mr Brains' - yeah I think most people avoid them as well, except maybe the 1950's post war generation who were used to rationing and shite food, I would imagine the same people that eat tongue (*shivers*) and Spam would indulge in some nice juicy faggots. To my understanding they are pork meatballs in gravy using the lowest possible quality meat...

Any way, I leave you to ponder another British oddity:

 

Aaaah the joys of rude food!

Fanny means 'vagina' in the UK, before you go thinking that's a can of 'heiny'

 

Awesome posts Primal...

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Always wondered about Aunty...

There once was a fellow named Mick
Whose tackle had never been sick
Till he put it somewhere
Many others had dared
Now Mick has a fine spotted... pudding.

 

Cheers V Spotted Dick is actually pretty good with lots of custard, its just a steamed sponge with raisins in it basically.

Have you guys ever heard of Black Pudding? Its actually a sausage made from pigs blood (yup, pretty much a clotted blood sausage), oats and some spices, we eat with a 'full English', and, surprisingly, its lovely!



Then of course there is the good old Pork Scratching:



It's foods like these that put the 'Great' in Great Britain... And the skid marks in our under crackers...

 

Hahaha, he said heiny!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQYO_5SvtnY"]YouTube - ‪Anchorman Fight Scene‬‏

 

As am I... Since we are all in the 21st century apparently, it should be obvious my intended connotation was...




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Pulled Pork & Mashed Potato Parfait

 

I eat Vegemite and Murmite, I have enjoyed haggis a few times, I love shit on a shingle, I've had spotted dick and it is a lovely dessert, I bet I'd like black pudding, as I do enjoy other culture's oddities like Braunschweiger or Limberger cheese; about the only two things I won't eat that people enjoy are brain (well actually I lost my taste for them, so also...) and tongue tacos (or any other prepartion of either meat) and head cheese. I think what you call pork scratchings look an awful lot like pork rinds, so I think our two nations stole that yummy from Mexico together.

 

haha pork scratchings, That does sound gross. We call em pork cracklins down herr. Gotta say pork like 'poke' though.