"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
A guy came to my door and said he was in this really cool contest. I asked him what he's trying to sell and he says, "Nothing, I just have to get people to like me." But then, he asked for a donation to a children's group of my choice, he had a list of them. So, I'm sort of joking with him and when he pulls a booklet of magazines out, I said, "I knew it, no, I can't buy anything, dude." He offers me $1 for a cigarette, I said "OK" and as I was walking away he asked if I smoke Marlboro's. I said, "No, Kamel Reds." He told me that I was the first person he's ever known to, actually, smoke Kamel Reds. I was like, "I'm the only one I know." I'm thinking $1 for one cigarette, so I grab him two and when I went to hand them over he grabbed them and started to leave. I smiled and said, "Where's my dollar?" He pulled out two and gave them to me. He said, "Oh, yeah, man, these are premium cigarettes." He came to my door for a donation and ended up donating $2 to me. Any strangers been at your doors lately?
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
I used to live with a tweeker glasshead who was hot as hell with the cops. So, if strangers came to our door, she would wigg out and hide and I would have a weapon ready. That guy would have freaked us out bad; we would've thought he was an undercover...
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
Lol
Um this happened like 8 months ago or something? Anyways A WHILE AGO. I was gettin stoned with like 3 ppl plus this dealer and we were at my house. So were gettin stoned and we here knock knock knock. So im like fuck who the hell is thaT? fuck that im not opening it. So one of the chicks is stoned and deciedes shes gonna open it(it reaks like weed in the house) and its some black guy whos selling vaccums. Anyways long story short, he came in smoked a bowl with us and bought some from the dealer. Wasnt a undercover guy or anything. Scary but tight.
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
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Originally Posted by sToNeDpEnGuIn420
Lol
Um this happened like 8 months ago or something? Anyways A WHILE AGO. I was gettin stoned with like 3 ppl plus this dealer and we were at my house. So were gettin stoned and we here knock knock knock. So im like fuck who the hell is thaT? fuck that im not opening it. So one of the chicks is stoned and deciedes shes gonna open it(it reaks like weed in the house) and its some black guy whos selling vaccums. Anyways long story short, he came in smoked a bowl with us and bought some from the dealer. Wasnt a undercover guy or anything. Scary but tight.
haha, Yes! That's exactly what I would have done. "Sorry man, I really don't need a vacuum, but come in and smoke one for your troubles!"
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
did anyone know that we have THC receptors that we are born with in our brains....now why would "god" make us humans with those receptors if the only way to get them working is by putting THC in your system...why would "god" grow weed for us to smoke with thc receptors in our brains that cause creativivty..but not want us to smoke the fucking plant? the only thing that has thc in it is weed..so he obbiusly wanted it smoked by us..
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
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Originally Posted by lizka4200
did anyone know that we have THC receptors that we are born with in our brains....now why would "god" make us humans with those receptors if the only way to get them working is by putting THC in your system...why would "god" grow weed for us to smoke with thc receptors in our brains that cause creativivty..but not want us to smoke the fucking plant? the only thing that has thc in it is weed..so he obbiusly wanted it smoked by us..
So was THC the stranger at your door? lol
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
lol funny story. but nope, no strangers came to my house.
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
"Nothing, I just have to get people to like me"
One time this guy named once came over at one o clock and said hey what time does the hour say one are we one of those people with only one socks i said no there were two he said one time i had a chick and she gave me a buck twenty to buy a popsickle i said one more time and i'm slapping that's when one hundred and one kids barged in and made up stories about black guys and vacuums i'm like wtf and we said one more time and sure enough one more girl came in and made up a story about cammel reds. :L
