everything you said i can relate to.Quote:
Originally Posted by slipknotpsycho
but it doesn't affect getting caught by another smoker man:D
you've never shared with someone you just met??
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everything you said i can relate to.Quote:
Originally Posted by slipknotpsycho
but it doesn't affect getting caught by another smoker man:D
you've never shared with someone you just met??
i know he caresQuote:
Originally Posted by Spoken Word
he just didnt have to be such an ass about it
its cool now because he gets me bud and he has a really good connection
Your right. Sometimes people over react. But I think it's because he loves you.
Yeah he could have like talked to you about it instead of breaking your bub and shit :(Quote:
Originally Posted by wannabehippiegirl
Anyways! I've never really had any encounters with random stoners..Im diggin' everybody's stories though:jointsmile:
can't say i have... atleast not without some other stoner friend bringing 'em...Quote:
Originally Posted by Spoken Word
i'm very paranoid about new people (more so then going to jail, jail ain't shit but i was tormented in school, so i tend to be timid...) and my town is small...
well it depends on how you look at it... :p i've gone over to other people's houses that also have a roomate or somthing... and when no one's around but me and the roommate i've never met before in my life, and he'll ask... and the person they live with (my friends) don't smoke... so i can tell they knew to ask me :p
kinda hard to explain without really meeting me... but i knwo if i saw a mirror image of me, i'd ask 'em to smoke even if i'd never met 'em... i could just tell they smoked (other then fact it's me of course :p)
I see. It's that obvious. prolly makes you money.:thumbsup:
lol I try to blend in as much as I can. Stoners know, but if I fool every non-smoker, i'm happy.
:(yes it is.Quote:
Originally Posted by slipknotpsycho
depends where you go i guess.. here it ain't shit.... county is horrible tho... -.- (you'll only go there from here if you REALLY fuck up, or of course get caught outside our city limits.)Quote:
Originally Posted by Spoken Word
oh, and after all i went through in school... no it isn't... i was everyone's fuckin punching bag there :( atleast in jail there are 'rules' or certain codes people abide by... in school there's shit...
in jail, fighting back gets you fucked with atleast less... in school... everyone decides it's time to beat your ass... cuz all the popular kids 'hang together' in jail, there are weaker fish to pick on, and always will be... in school.... everyone single's out one single fish... until he gets homeschooled (me) kills himself, or kills his bullies...
i was around the mall with a friend, hitting some bowls. this guy was walking by, and we starting talking, offered him the bowl, so he smoked it with us. then he pulled out a blunt. nice night.
another time, i was at a bus stop waiting FOREVER, so i packed my bowl and duck behind a tree and start toking. this guy in a truck in the parking lot walks up to me, so i put it away. he says "its ok, i do the same thing. wanna come inside?". unfortunately, had to be at work, so i had to decline the offer.
deserves it's own thread but but school is completly different than jail(or any correctional inst.)Quote:
Originally Posted by slipknotpsycho
in school...keep in mind....you applied(considering you are talking about college)to educate yourself...not to prove anything to anyone but yourself.
jail........is a place where criminals rest. so......if your don't prove yourself...you are considered soft. which you are. cause if you don't see the need to prove yourself you should stop acting like a criminal. unless you got arrested for weed.:jointsmile:
i was smoking a ginormous blunt behind a big tree next to the railroad tracks and a homeless dude came up and asked us for a hit. so we gave him the roach and left. it was actually very creepy.
also, i was walking out of a convenience store and i reached into my pocket to pull out my keys and i dropped a baggie on the ground. i snatched it up as fast as i could but these two boys in a car saw me and yelled 'hey maryjane!'. as i walked by them,they yelled 'are you going to share that?