With all them bong hits.. I think they'll eat this cornish hen!
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With all them bong hits.. I think they'll eat this cornish hen!
Cornish hen? Looks like a fat, city pigeon.
Thats OK! Dieting to lose a smiggin'
and trying to controll my gigglin, while waitin downtown on in a railway station, one toke over line...:pimp:
I know this don't rhyme with nothin'.. Which word do I pick?
(Nobody said it gotta rhyme.
It's a story.)
Here comes the perdition express, right on time. Bongalaros, all aboard!
we hopped on the train, packed our bongs and we all went along to the next stop.....i asked for a donut but no to be found....so...........
I turned to look out the window and noticed giant buds growing in the field .... so .....
We fielded a kilo or three and hung 'em in da caboose. But wait, WTF! . . .
The 3 Bonalaros Held us up with Bongs Drawn!
Good drawings too! We posted them on the fridge. :)
and saw it for the first time ... camoflauged kangaroos on the caboos trying to get in:stoned: .. the bongalarios all decided to take another bong load ... when ...
They turn to look at their haul.They saw the roo's stuffin' it's pouch.. HAYYYYY!
Dat's rude roo! Whassamotta U?
Ask, and ye may receive.
Stealin' leaves survivors bereaved.
3 bong Boys eat good again!
Bellies bulgin' wit rooburger, we pull out of the station.
(now 3 tokes over the line)
Without hesitation.. The conductor..Next stop Hemp Nation!
the train was making its way thru the woods and mountains to get to hemp station. the kangroos stole smoke in the pouch but no fear......i pulled out a few brownies and we ate them.....we had no milk to go along with them so we...
. . .all decided to go one Toke over the line. . .
Bet your ass! Everyone was fine!
the conductor said "Hemp Station" in 4 minutes and twenty seconds. so then we got prepared. the three bongers packed up and smoked some cannna butter, with purple kush hash, and more canna butter. man they passed it all around. then time got to be real slow and the train pulled into hemp station......we....
were blinded by the million mirrored ass critter..
No! Don't use the laser!
You fool! You've killed us all! Arghh!
Red beams darting everywhere.. Dive behind this wall!
As The 3 Bonalaros lay erect on the floor :wtf:
The audience applauded, calling out for more.
one 'roo' was left, watching over them
The creator at hand was stunned in disbelief :S2:
Tell us more, no be brief.
the train flew down the tracks as I fired up a spliff
the crew was jumpy there were rumors of sabotage
Sabotage with the 'green' crew.
They were reading some red (emergency) manuals and
had no clue what to do:smokin:
as the train flew past Hemp Station. . .:stoned:
Flew past?!
Uh-oh! Is there a brake mechanic on-board?
the train was no a runaway....headed somewhere....we went to the caboose to get a better view....everyone fired up a spiff to give them a lift. the train whistle blew......
up! Then, the boiler, BLAM!
Blew the engine right off the track.
Headless, hapless, we thundered on.
so there we all were out on our ass and beating or feet
Nothin' left to lose, we'll 'rang a few 'roos and ride 'em to perdition.
I'll get my lasso,with your permission..:thumbsup:
Whip it out. Let's go 'roo fishin'
If we smoke too much, I might be missin'!:jointsmile: