Just another Heartland Weirdass: For me it started with my mother's teets. They'd be the first thing I reached for and id fall asleep with them in my mouth. When they were away for even a few seconds id bawl my brains out and kick, fuss and shake. Damn that evil woman getting me addictified.
Don't Troll Me Bro!: FunkOut: I'd like to blame the internet for my short attention span but it was probably pre-existing and these are really good crackers and I wonder what the boiling point of neodymium is.3127 C. Man, for someone who let the internet ruin his life you're google-fu needs work.
FunkOut: I'd like to blame the internet for my short attention span but it was probably pre-existing and these are really good crackers and I wonder what the boiling point of neodymium is.
MurphyMurphy: -I dated a chick that had a completely real and debilitating panic attack when I broke up with her. Love and dating shouldn't be illegal.
FunkOut: Stonerbloopers: FunkOut: I'd like to blame the internet for my short attention span but it was probably pre-existing and these are really good crackers and I wonder what the boiling point of neodymium is.5565 °F/What kind of crackers?Breton Basil and Olive Oil. And it just occurred to me I don't know where my magnets are.
Stonerbloopers: FunkOut: I'd like to blame the internet for my short attention span but it was probably pre-existing and these are really good crackers and I wonder what the boiling point of neodymium is.5565 °F/What kind of crackers?
Aussie_As: Heroin is what gets you hooked on heroin. This woman is a moron.
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a farking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of farking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fark you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing farking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, farked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future.
Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got grass?
Frederick: I want to party with this guy.
uttertosh: kazikian: If you're lucky enough to find you can use and abuse substances without ruining your life, how about you enjoy your good fortune quietly instead of berating those that suffer due to drugs.I'm an addict. I still agree with what Murphy said. 100%.I'm now addicted to working, gardening, playing guitar, and violin, writing music, reading, cooking, and talking with friends. (and a whole list of stuff that fills that void)I still go on self-allowed-and controlled benders twice yearly. At home. On my paid semester.
Apos: Two things:1. The Sun link + "cute blonde/brunette/redhead" headline = DO NOT CLICK
kazikian: I think I misspoke or you misunderstood me or both. Pot isn't the problem. The problem is when a drug becomes your whole life. With heroin that happens for everyone, with pot for very few, but rest assured it happens. Because it is the addictive process in question not the means by which it continues.
doglover: Maybe we can just make dating you illegal.
sxacho: When I was in college, strange town, no friends yet after probably too long a time, I was heckled on the street by a bum, so I said fark it and asked him where to get some pot. I was pretty much a stoner at my old school but transferred to this new place. And so began an adventure of a night where he led me through some seedy shiat which culminated in me hanging out in a filthy apartment while some guy with my money went off to "get some weed" for me. While there I was asked by some of this bum's friends to do the needle for them as their hands were too unsteady due to all the, I dunno, heroin I guess? I politely refused and sat in this room waiting for the return on my money while listening to a couple dudes quietly talk to God or whatever while some movie was on the tv. Every new and then one of them would ask me again to shoot them up while I sat there, scared out of my mind, saying no thanks.But in the end, it all worked out. That was some crazy shiat though. Didn't get robbed (didn't have any more money), didn't suck dick for pot, and didn't accept any offers of whatever they were injecting into themselves. Plus I made a friend. Here's to you Charlie the crazy bum. Isn't that what it's all about?/didn't really make a friend that night//did get my money's worth of Mexican ditch weed though
FunkOut: Aussie_As: Heroin is what gets you hooked on heroin. This woman is a moron.I thought it was an overwhelming desire for severe constipation. Some people really hate pooping.
Mind of the North Star: or maybe you're just a coont
nburghmatt: johncb76006: It would be a lot easier to judge how healthy she is now if she would pop that top and let those puppies out for some air.she'll do whatever you want her to do for a little taste of that sweet, sweet cannabis.
johncb76006: It would be a lot easier to judge how healthy she is now if she would pop that top and let those puppies out for some air.
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