what has fucked me up......
i think the question should be phrased what HASN'T fucked me up haha.
hmmm, lets see....
back in 95 me and my buddy dropped 6 hits of white blotters.....after about 3 hours it finally hit me....went on a few missions, including one to jack a surfboard.....
everyone who tried to talk to me sounded like the parents in Peanuts cartoons.....wahhh waaaah wah wah.
then there was the time me and some friends took a road trip to Reno, and i had been up tweeking for 4 days when we decided to smoke
a ounce of krip bud to the head and i saw a leaf fall onto my winsheild, turn into a mouse then run away...
then there was the time me and a friend took an 8-ball to the head in the form of a rail on a school notebook of some "peanut butter" tweeky tweeky
and we walked from rocketship park @ 12pm all the way to lunda bay and back. seemed like it only took us 5 mins to do it....
i cant even begin to count how many times me and Yukon Jack got into it...
and the same goes for the CHRONIC (ya i know, im old 27, but thats what we called it back in the day and still call it nowadays)
what else? buddy brought some shrooms down from humbolt on greyhound and i was the "test dummy" that trip lasted a few days haha
fuck, you name it, i done it......cept for shooting up. that shit is fucking skanless.
of course, all i do now is drink (moderately) and RARELY smoke a bowl or two.
been "drug free" for the past 6 years and couldnt feel better
DRUGS ARE BAAAAAD, MMMMMKAAAAAYYY?