Drugs sex rock n roll speed weed birth control lifes a bitch we are all gonna die so fuck the world and lets get high.
Lifes is one big illusion driven by a delusion of signifficant self .Humans ants whats the differance stand on a tall building look down on mankind on a busy street no differance between us and ants apart from the threat of ants is seasonal and goes away but the human scum world leaders keep on risen.
I like that one Im high all the time, and by this I mean I go to school high, come home high, study for tests high, and get high grades
My two most favorite quotes from my favorite TV show: "Yeah, I used to get stoned. A few years back, I was pretty down. I had just started this job, and my plugs weren't taking, my parents were brutally murdered, and I was fat. So I turned to pot hoping it would solve all my problems. But you know something? The only thing it fixed was my life. " AND "I know it feels good. I know we've all read the "scientific" studies that say it's not addictive and that there are no side effects. But scientists don't smoke pot. We do. And that's the difference. Look, all I'm saying is if you still wanna smoke pot, then be prepared to spend a lot of time laughing with your friends. Think about it." Sooo good. Name that mother fucking show, MOTHER FUCKERS.
haha, these are all great. But me and my mate have our own thing we say every time; nic - "callum, are you high?" callum - "im definatly not low" nic - "shwing" callum - "how you feelin nic?" nic - "pretty fly for a white guy" yeaaah....
Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else. A hippie was walking down the street one day when a pixie pounced on him. "Today is your lucky day!" said the pixie. "I'm gonna give you two wishes. What will the first one be?" The hippie thinks for a moment and then says, "I want a never-ending joint." So the pixie snaps his fingers and there is this king-sized joint. The hippie jacks it up and starts puffing. After five hits the joint is still the same length. Next the pixie says, "...And number two?" The hippie replies, "This is so cool man! Gimme another one!" One bong hit, Two bong hit, Three bong hit, Floor i have a ton.
"Hello, is this the FBI?" "Yes, what do you want?" "I'm calling to report my neighbor Billy Bob Smith! He is hidingmarijuana inside his firewood." "Thank you very much for the call, sir." The next day, the FBI agents descend on Billy Bob's house. They searchthe shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open everypiece of wood, butfind no marijuana. They swore at Billy Bob and left. The phone rings at Billy Bob's house. Hey, Billy Bob! Did the FBI come?" "Yeah!" "Did they chop your firewood?" "Yep." "Happy Birthday, Buddy!" HAHAHA
they sell phillies here everywhere, and they are like the guranteed one to get.. so whenever we are gonna smoke a blunt we get those, a friend of mine once hold one against his face and said "oh phil, you are so blunt" it was hilarious... or maybe we were just high, but i laugh everytime when i think of that moment