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Not regularly, but it ends up on the screen from time to time. Looks like a blast.
I'm into it. That's some wild stuff. Not sure which is better, the American-Canadian rivalry or watching the ladies flail around like they've never skated before
 
I'm the same way. When I was a kid it was all about the stories. The bigger the better. All my friends were the same way. My step father reloaded, and he fancied himself a builder. So, I had a metal lathe, welding equipment, drill press , belt sander, and all sorts of metal tube, etc in the garage. When he wasnt looking we were building pipe bombs. That was so much fun.

As for acid... I have taken it a few times. It can be the best high, but if you're a negative person it's not for you. My roommate and I went to the Dead show one weekend the first day we just hung out in the parking lot and bought 3 or 4 different kinds of acid. Most of which was bunk. The next day we got in and slow roasted on a 100 degree soccer field while the band played. The day after that we baked and went to a beach called 1000 Steps in Laguna. Long story short, I almost drowned, but it was still one of the funniest days I've ever had. SO MUCH FUN

I was never a coke person. I had done crystal meth before coke and didnt see the point. I've not done MDMA. It's all over the place, but I just dont do that anymore. I'm gonna come up with a new drug. It will last 10 hours like acid, make fuck like a beast similar to crystal, you can vape it so "no one will know", and comes in 25 pound bags. I'm gonna call it CRUD. "I just filled my head with crud, I gotta find a woman quick!" That's the marketing slogan, should work great in this PC environment.

Damn dude. I'm not sure what I would do if my friends burned me like that. It has to be tough.

I was the only white guy at a Mexican bachelor party in Tiajuana. Tiajuana is the mexican boarder town right next to San Diego. It's about 2 hours from where I am. It's a rough town. I was there on one occasion... we are at a strip club getting hammered and a rather large "stripper" took the stage. There was a white guy passed out and his head is resting on the stage. She walked up and kicked him in the face. I guess she only works solo. This is just a tiny example of what goes down there. It gets so much worse. The police are the worst part.

So a female cousin decided to marry a Hispanic gentleman. He and i got along pretty well so I was invited to his bachelor party which was in TJ. In the bars they do this thing where they wrap your head in a towel, blow a whistle in your ear as they shove a bottle of tequila in your mouth. Since i was the only white guy there you can imagine how these fuckers wanted to thrash the odd man out. Last thing i remember was looking for a donkey show. Apparently, at one point they had to carry me which got old se we left. I COMPLETELY redecorated that little car on the ways home. 5 people in a Toyota on a 2 hour drive with one projectile vomiting. That was a 2 day hangover... fun fun fun

I would love to see one of your crazy storms. I'd really like to see a hurricane. I dont want to be one of the assholes in an armor plated Nissan Sentra "chasing" storms. But I'd like to see the craziness... why not, I dont drink anymore
Hahaha we’ve all painted a vehicle sometime in our life... mine was a ford ranger! :cheesygrinsmiley:

I’d love to hear more stories, I seem to have gotten carried away with the story telling!! Hahah not appropriate for someones journal that’s not mine. Haha sorry about that man!

no hurricanes up here, a tornado? Maybe! I’d love to see a tornado, even though they’re very destructive, and could very well kill me. I think it would be neat to see. I’ve saw many funnel clouds, but no good ol’ fashion twister!
 
Hahaha we’ve all painted a vehicle sometime in our life... mine was a ford ranger! :cheesygrinsmiley:

I’d love to hear more stories, I seem to have gotten carried away with the story telling!! Hahah not appropriate for someones journal that’s not mine. Haha sorry about that man!

no hurricanes up here, a tornado? Maybe! I’d love to see a tornado, even though they’re very destructive, and could very well kill me. I think it would be neat to see. I’ve saw many funnel clouds, but no good ol’ fashion twister!

This was in my Sophmore year... So, a neighbor of mine was easily 10 years older than I was. He lived with his parents cause he was a piece of shit gang member and couldnt get his shit straight. We got along great! One day he asked me if I wanted to go to a party. It was at a fellow gang members house and "they wouldnt mind a couple white boys" I wasnt completely sold on the idea so we picked up my friend and went off to the liquor store. I got a 1/5 of Cuervo Gold and my buddy got a pint of 101 peppermint Schnapps for some reason.

My buddy REALLY wasnt into the idea of going to an OVS party, so the older dude said " I'm just going in for a few minutes tops. If im not back in 15 you can take my car". We watched him go in the house and we immediately took OFF! Only schnapps boy could drive a stick, so that's what he did. We probably put 50 miles on the at thing. In that time. I got screamed at by a girlfriend father, TP'ed a house and finally... we went to Pete's place.

I've known Pete all my life. Hes the best natural artist I have ever seen, which totally pissed me off cause drawing was my thing. Anyway, we pull up out front, and there are cars everywhere. I'm thinking SWEET! this is gonna be fun. By now I'm totally fucked up. And I have the attitude that can only come from shitty tequila. I walk to the door and the house is FULL of people, but they are all older... strange. I walk in and I yell "HEY, WHERES PETE AT?!" i then see him in a chair at the otherside of the room so I head over, he looks worried that I'm there. At the exact moment I reach him I look over and see a dude in a wheelchair with what looks like a 14 inch joint. And everyone is giving him grief about it. So i ask... "IS THAT A JOINT!!!??" the crowd then turns on me and I'm escorted out with a slammed door punctuating my departure.

A week or two passes, and I see good ol' Pete. And hes piiiiiissed. "What's up bro?" I ask... Pete tells me the "party" was to rehearse an anti drug play for his Moms church.
 
:high-five: My favorites! We have two Australian Shepherds on the farm. Both tricolors. And a new red heeler. I have a blue merle heeler, and a border collie/heeler (border heeler) mostly black tricolor with merle feet. So much fun haha. Just got us a visit from the dogcatcher last week little shits.
 
:high-five: My favorites! We have two Australian Shepherds on the farm. Both tricolors. And a new red heeler. I have a blue merle heeler, and a border collie/heeler (border heeler) mostly black tricolor with merle feet. So much fun haha. Just got us a visit from the dogcatcher last week little shits.
I had an Aussie as a kid... Ellie, bad ass dog. I've never had a border collie, but I did have a Jack Russell... Dobbs, amazing animal. Smartest, and pound for pound toughest dogs I've ever dealt with. A couple stories:
My wife had antique mahogany dresser that came from her Great Grandfather. Unfortunately a golf ball rolled under it and Dobbs dug a hole through the bottom of this piece of furniture to get it. She loved balls. Another time, when she was a puppy she decided to play with a 5 pound bag of flour. Flour everywhere. One more... Dobbs loved balls. If she know you had one she would be a pain in the ass. So we lived in a condo complex with all the garages facing each other. It was just a big driveway to play with your dog on. So I had a golf ball and I would throw it into the bushes at the far end of the property. Dobbs would beeline to the Bush and run back with the ball. We did this for at least 45 minutes, and i finally said fuck this. We went in the house and I saw little bloody paw prints all over the floor. She worn down the pads on her feet... I felt terrible, but she would have played a lot longer if I didnt stop. Dogs are so amazing
 
This was in my Sophmore year... So, a neighbor of mine was easily 10 years older than I was. He lived with his parents cause he was a piece of shit gang member and couldnt get his shit straight. We got along great! One day he asked me if I wanted to go to a party. It was at a fellow gang members house and "they wouldnt mind a couple white boys" I wasnt completely sold on the idea so we picked up my friend and went off to the liquor store. I got a 1/5 of Cuervo Gold and my buddy got a pint of 101 peppermint Schnapps for some reason.

My buddy REALLY wasnt into the idea of going to an OVS party, so the older dude said " I'm just going in for a few minutes tops. If im not back in 15 you can take my car". We watched him go in the house and we immediately took OFF! Only schnapps boy could drive a stick, so that's what he did. We probably put 50 miles on the at thing. In that time. I got screamed at by a girlfriend father, TP'ed a house and finally... we went to Pete's place.

I've known Pete all my life. Hes the best natural artist I have ever seen, which totally pissed me off cause drawing was my thing. Anyway, we pull up out front, and there are cars everywhere. I'm thinking SWEET! this is gonna be fun. By now I'm totally fucked up. And I have the attitude that can only come from shitty tequila. I walk to the door and the house is FULL of people, but they are all older... strange. I walk in and I yell "HEY, WHERES PETE AT?!" i then see him in a chair at the otherside of the room so I head over, he looks worried that I'm there. At the exact moment I reach him I look over and see a dude in a wheelchair with what looks like a 14 inch joint. And everyone is giving him grief about it. So i ask... "IS THAT A JOINT!!!??" the crowd then turns on me and I'm escorted out with a slammed door punctuating my departure.

A week or two passes, and I see good ol' Pete. And hes piiiiiissed. "What's up bro?" I ask... Pete tells me the "party" was to rehearse an anti drug play for his Moms church.
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My question is, if they were known for gang members, how come they were practicing a play for a church? :hmmmm:

awesome stories about your dog! I love stories!:popcorn:

great looking branch!!:bravo:
 
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My question is, if they were known for gang members, how come they were practicing a play for a church? :hmmmm:

awesome stories about your dog! I love stories!:popcorn:

great looking branch!!:bravo:
No man. The gang member friend went into to house where the gang member party was, and Schnapps boy and I took his car and ended up at Pete's house.

Dobbs the Jack Russell has a ton of stories. They arent a dog for most people, but if you can keep them occupied they are amazing. I would just talk to her and she would understand... most of the time.
 
I have pictures... these are exactly the same as the pics I normally post but different.

These are shots of buds that are along the outside of the plant. Some made baby colas others grew 90 degrees from the stem. Kinda fun.







There a lot of bud on this plant, you just cant tell from the pictures. The light doesnt help.
 
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