Maybe, just maybe, perhaps - it just might mean he's peaking on some reeeaaaaaaaally primo Vitamin A with a bit o' Marin County's finest thrown in. Duuuude! Have a beer and slow down! Eat a Twinkie!
I'm told by people out here who know that Marin isn't growing anything that strong these days. Looks to me like this is up around the Lost Coast above Mendocino which is one of the US's prime "herb" growing areas.
Laura: Aahhh, good ol' Vitamin A. I'm not sure there's money enough in the world to get me to take a couple hits of quality blotter. Well, there is, but no one's gonna pay it.
I'm too old and cranky for that crap.
Lisa: I was just being snarky - it's been almost twenty five years, and things have changed. Back then it was all "Wow, I got some Columbian" when it was really just Mexican. Nowadays, it's someones pet hydroponic project and costs about ten times as much, with thirteen dozen times the potency. Again, not for this fat boy no more, not even considering the random urinalysis that I gotta do.
But I can still spot a stoner - slipping in the Kwik Shop late at night, glassy downcast eyes, quiet if alone, raucous if in a group, and buying Zig Zags.
Well then....if today's herbal essence makes me sob and piss myself, then it ain't fer me. The stuff we had made ya giggle and eat a shit load of Arby's curly fries. And giggle. No OMG. No deep thoughts. No sobbing. Just hehehehehehehe. Currrrrrly fries. Hehehehehehe.
I've lived here on The Poor Farm most of my life. Located in western Kansas, where the wind blows - supposedly the Dodge City weather station at the airport has the highest average wind speed in the CONUS. It would be the "sticks" out here if there were any trees, but I like it. I really like the spring - when it is calm, and the smell of the fresh wheat and other plants fill the air with a unique "green" smell. My real love is the fall, when the air is cooling and calm, when you breath the air it is like a drink of cool water. Speaking of cool water, my well produces some mighty good tasting stuff. It is hard water for sure - all the faucets have lime on them, but I'll take it over soft mossy smelling reservoir water from the city any day.
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I used to get that stoned.
I'm told by people out here who know that Marin isn't growing anything that strong these days. Looks to me like this is up around the Lost Coast above Mendocino which is one of the US's prime "herb" growing areas.
Laura: Aahhh, good ol' Vitamin A. I'm not sure there's money enough in the world to get me to take a couple hits of quality blotter. Well, there is, but no one's gonna pay it.
I'm too old and cranky for that crap.
Lisa: I was just being snarky - it's been almost twenty five years, and things have changed. Back then it was all "Wow, I got some Columbian" when it was really just Mexican. Nowadays, it's someones pet hydroponic project and costs about ten times as much, with thirteen dozen times the potency. Again, not for this fat boy no more, not even considering the random urinalysis that I gotta do.
But I can still spot a stoner - slipping in the Kwik Shop late at night, glassy downcast eyes, quiet if alone, raucous if in a group, and buying Zig Zags.
Well then....if today's herbal essence makes me sob and piss myself, then it ain't fer me. The stuff we had made ya giggle and eat a shit load of Arby's curly fries. And giggle. No OMG. No deep thoughts. No sobbing. Just hehehehehehehe. Currrrrrly fries. Hehehehehehe.
CVPH - and it was fun! For a while, anyways.
We did the onion rings at Sonic thang, too. If you weren't too hungry, one could test one's skills at shooting ringers on the car antennae.
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