Hey Kid! I was just checking out your last 3-4 pages and YOU DO NOT HAVE A BORING THREAD! Not with all your crew here to keep things following an exceptable 'straight line' or about near as close as possible giving the circumstances.
Do not plan to roll a joint if you happen to hit the bowl while your 'braking up' the stuff. I've been sitting here for a half hour pulling one calyx at a time off a nice bud of my Bubba Kush with the good intentions of manufacturing a nice hooter. 'Bout the same time that I started (half hour ago) without thinking I took a hit off of one of the pipes that seem to lay around here quite often. Not sure what I had in it, but like all the stuff I got, it works! I'm still trying to get a joint rolled! I'll leave you with that my friend. Great group of friends you got!
That's my boy Woodsman, roaming and bouncing off the walls here at the 420 Geriatric Park....no real danger to anyone, just forgets stuff allot, that explains why he roams around naked....right? He used to be 420lbs. now only weighs 95lbs. and so the skirt he likes to twirl in is his own skin.
I'm just happy to see you FINALLY stop by my journal Woodsman.
I have a
Lemon Skunk Muffin Report!
Well, we packed up the crew here and head to the H.S. around the corner, took our kids to watch this mash up of all the Dr. Seuss story's. It was performed by the students.
Just before we left, I remembered I had'nt eaten anything since lunch time and we were about to leave, when I popped a muffin.
We get there and we see some of my wifes family and we start chatting it up... everything is cool.
Then the palms of my hands start getting clamy and I can feel it hit me, like Jackie Chan (hai- yaa) upside my head. I then started to freak the hell out (a little) how could I have forgotten that these things make my eyes turn a hell of a red?
Well, intermission time and lights go on, someone there says over the microphone that they're selling Muffins in the other room for a fundraiser
kids are asking to go to the bathroom and someone is asking me something about "how's life"... I can see that I'm having a little bit of trouble keeping my balance and have to hold up my ass with the back of a seat...
So I take my son by his hand and he's like my excuse for leaving to use the bathroom. I'm getting flash backs walking down the halls of this high school all buzzed and going to the bathroom.
Bathroom smelt just like back in the day, and the kids still stick paper towells on the ceilings....(me and my son)... I get out back into the hallway and I'm looking around, feels like everyone there knows I ate the Muffin. Had my son lead the way back to our seats and sat down.
I'm having to contain myself from going squinty and grinning, just until the lights went off again. It took forever, but when it did I melted back into the seat and loved the rest of the show. My little girl leans over while the play is going and whispered in my ear "I'm going to be on stage, one day"...
she just made my heart melt.
So the show ended with who-ville singing in my head till we got home. I then did some dishes and helped fold laundry, THAT is why my wife likes me eating the Ganja.
So the Muffins kick ass!