Originally posted by Ghost of a Duke Thanks. I'm always happy.
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hey Ghost you know how you are a Quack an all , are you allowed to self administer medicine if you think you are suffering some debilitating illness? You know if you have some largactil or barbiturates lying around?
I'm a bit disappointed about all this puritanism which has taken over the
Western world. Despite the fake liberalism portrayed by identity politics, the
current generation is ashamedly conservative. They even believe that weed
is "rebellious", for crying out loud!
So, let me tell you something, and please put aside your faux, small town
mentality, at least for a bit. Here it is: If you manage it well, and have the
brains and the will to administer it mentally, physically, financially, and
emotionally, a heroin habit will provide you with the closest you will feel in
this life to true, genuine happiness.
Originally posted by Seitse ... a heroin habit will provide you with the closest you will feel in
this life to true, genuine happiness.
Poppy has a long history with us. Like all drugs. it works because we have receptors for it. I like experimenting, but have no desire to taste heroin. The hooks sink too deep. Not true and genuine at all. It knocks natural brain chemistry too far out of whack.
Originally posted by rookie54 i am severely constipated,
i've eaten way too much cheese...
i hope you'll stand close to me,
as my body produces a breeze...
A good fart is an unsung joy. Cheese farts, though, not so much.
Originally posted by apathist I have lots of complaints, but they pale to the wonderful.
Nature is wonderful. Don't worry about losing or winning.
Life is a bit of detritus mired in a cosmic cesspool and harbor transitory illusion of peace, love, security and permanence. All that exists will grind down into a uniform entromorphic mass oozing into infinity's cold embrace. All is meaningless.
Originally posted by Hand of Hecate Life is a bit of detritus mired in a cosmic cesspool and harbor transitory illusion of peace, love, security and permanence. All that exists will grind down into a uniform entromorphic mass oozing into infinity's cold embrace. All is meaningless.
Originally posted by Hand of Hecate Life is a bit of detritus mired in a cosmic cesspool and harbor transitory illusion of peace, love, security and permanence. All that exists will grind down into a uniform entromorphic mass oozing into infinity's cold embrace. All is meaningless.
That is why we should enjoy the butterfly's dance, however fleeting, because the odds were slim that we'd be here to see it at all.
Originally posted by moonbus That is why we should enjoy the butterfly's dance, however fleeting, because the odds were slim that we'd be here to see it at all.
The odds are very slim of being water boarded by the CIA.
Should we enjoy that?
Originally posted by robbie carrobie hey Ghost you know how you are a Quack an all , are you allowed to self administer medicine if you think you are suffering some debilitating illness? You know if you have some largactil or barbiturates lying around?
Hey, you trying to get me caught up in a GMC investigation?!