Thread: total mangled moments.

this thread is for those messy, messy times when you are wasted and a place to share those moments with others.

anybody tried ketamin?

Originally Posted by Empressario

I'm assuming you've got an anecdote to share about ketamine Red?

why yes i do.

yourself?

i had the time travel experience. chopped up a g into 4 lines after a heavy ravin session, managed 2 before i hit the sofa. one minute its 7:20am, the next its 6:19am. mad as fuck.

you're such a moron proud dad of a down syndrome kid, you can't even execute starting a thread properly, and your story is boring

Originally Posted by trav

you're such a moron proud dad of a down syndrome kid, you can't even execute starting a thread properly, and your story is boring

as much as i love being cussed over the tubes (and i really, really do) its called "laying the tracks"
this is what that means. i start a thread with a small statement, asking a simple but straight to the point question, hoping that somebody would continue with a story, to which others respond etc etc. but so far all i seem to have is a few assenine comments from people who believe themselves to be intellectually superior than others.

well here's the thing, do you regularly walk up to people and say "hey, tell me a story" this is what you did or actually you made it even more specific by asking for a story about kat, so i guess it went more like this "hey, tell me a story about kat" maybe it's cultural differences but when attempting to start a convo usually one starts with ones own personal anecdote then others follow and add commentary, here is what you starting a convo remindes me of, linda richman in coffee talk, "the holy roman empire, it wasn't holy it wasn't roman, talk amongst yourselves"

of perhaps like babs @ the 3:30 mark

so which one are you? to me, that was a man dressed very badly as a woman trying to upstage somebody, and linda richman. your point is noted but not taken and if you have any stories then please feel free to add.

this story is 100% true, but you believe what you like.
when i was 18, i decided to buy myself some coloured contact lenses. they were nigger and white spiraled and looked wicked. i was working as a labourer and met this painter called carl, we became mates and he invited me to this party his friend was having. i decided to put just a single lense in to freak people out and made my way there. i walk through the door and everybody instantly starts staring at me. i think nothing of it and make my way outside to roll a joint. my mate carl said the bloke who's running the party wants to meet you and will be out in a min. i walk over to the fence and spark up my joint and get a tap on the shoulder, i turn around (now remember i have a single lense in to freak people out) to greet this bloke and wait for it.....................

the man has got a GENUINE fucked up looking eye. turns out he had been shot in the eye when he was younger and was blind in his right side. i look at him, he looks at me and i say i'll be right back. i take out the lense and start the whole evening again. turns out he had a sense of humour, and a shit load of drugs.