Drunk / High Thread

I bought a pack of Angry Orchard Green Apple cider because I haven't seen cider made from green apples before, and I absolutely love it. As much as I like Angry Orchard, most of their flavors get cloying after a while but this one is tart enough that I can actually drink it down smoothly. I'm on my second bottle and I'm pleasantly buzzed.

I've never had their green apple. A lot of ciders are on the sweet side for me but I do love their ginger apple cider. It's one of the spicier ones I've tried as I really like the taste of ginger.

I've had a couple great Moscow Mules made with some excellent ginger beers. I'll have to give the Angry Orchard green apple a shot.
 
Ground up a bit too much for a bong. Said screw it, smoke it all. As a result I've been sitting here spasming for at least 45 minutes now with crazy visuals and tingly head.

I've been stressed to hell this week so it's nice to shake it off.
 
I am absolutely shitfaced because I have been mixing liquors and nothing else. Blasting Marilyn Manson, shit feels p good. Talking with friend about stuff I would otherwise be too afraid to speak of. It's taking 1000x more effort than usual to type.

I also bought a new bong and have no weed to smoke 0/420
 
hold on...gotta get my fingers back on the home keys

a s d f j k l ;

okay...lordy...


LORDY

I'll put on some praise music and we'll all catch the holy ghotst.

DO IT.


and this is what you catch the holy ghost to. do it.

CATCH THE HOLY GHOST OR DIE


(blah blah blah blah blah)
 
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Listening to my favorite album (No More Stories by Mew) while bundled out in the crisp winter night. Left with a state of technicolor bliss compared to feeling like ass earlier.

Got enough dexterity to start rolling really nice joints so man I am enjoying that.
 
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I just got back from Fruit of the Earth, and was fortunate enough to try Bhang Chocolate for the first time. Keep in mind that this is the first time I've tried edibles, so the more tolerant among you might have a different experience.

Bhang nothing. I'm on just a tenth of this bar, and I feel like I'm having the world's best orgasm. I feel as though a love has been acknowledged, and I could spend the rest of my life writing love poetry.

I feel like the world is nothing but radiations of love, and the love will coat over even the downtrodden and send all that decides to go against it in hellfire for their sins. I feel like Walt Whitman after having an orgasm in Azealia Banks's vagina. I feel very stoned, so I haven't the faintest clue if I sound totally insane or as an epic poet who's just summoned the muses and kissed all that is the Earth.

In other words: I've decided to become a devotee of religious mysticism. If it weren't the most retarded religion in the world, I'd become a Rastafari.
 
I just got back from Fruit of the Earth, and was fortunate enough to try Bhang Chocolate for the first time. Keep in mind that this is the first time I've tried edibles, so the more tolerant among you might have a different experience.

Bhang nothing. I'm on just a tenth of this bar, and I feel like I'm having the world's best orgasm. I feel as though a love has been acknowledged, and I could spend the rest of my life writing love poetry.

I feel like the world is nothing but radiations of love, and the love will coat over even the downtrodden and send all that decides to go against it in hellfire for their sins. I feel like Walt Whitman after having an orgasm in Azealia Banks's vagina. I feel very stoned, so I haven't the faintest clue if I sound totally insane or as an epic poet who's just summoned the muses and kissed all that is the Earth.

In other words: I've decided to become a devotee of religious mysticism. If it weren't the most retarded religion in the world, I'd become a Rastafari.
aren't you like 14 tho
 
I just got back from Fruit of the Earth, and was fortunate enough to try Bhang Chocolate for the first time. Keep in mind that this is the first time I've tried edibles, so the more tolerant among you might have a different experience.

Bhang nothing. I'm on just a tenth of this bar, and I feel like I'm having the world's best orgasm. I feel as though a love has been acknowledged, and I could spend the rest of my life writing love poetry.

I feel like the world is nothing but radiations of love, and the love will coat over even the downtrodden and send all that decides to go against it in hellfire for their sins. I feel like Walt Whitman after having an orgasm in Azealia Banks's vagina. I feel very stoned, so I haven't the faintest clue if I sound totally insane or as an epic poet who's just summoned the muses and kissed all that is the Earth.

In other words: I've decided to become a devotee of religious mysticism. If it weren't the most retarded religion in the world, I'd become a Rastafari.
:eli:
 
I haven't had audio hallucinations in at least two years. I wish it didn't sound like Silent Hill radio distortion though.
 
I'm strongly considering making my own shitty booze out of orange or cranberry juice, because it would be cheaper than buying beer.

But I'm trying to fight being shitty arkie white trash dammit.
 
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My dad is actually pretty good at making ghetto grape wine.

But we're not on great terms, and he thinks I'm an alcoholic, so it's no-go for advice there.
 
I just got back from Fruit of the Earth, and was fortunate enough to try Bhang Chocolate for the first time. Keep in mind that this is the first time I've tried edibles, so the more tolerant among you might have a different experience.

Bhang nothing. I'm on just a tenth of this bar, and I feel like I'm having the world's best orgasm. I feel as though a love has been acknowledged, and I could spend the rest of my life writing love poetry.

I feel like the world is nothing but radiations of love, and the love will coat over even the downtrodden and send all that decides to go against it in hellfire for their sins. I feel like Walt Whitman after having an orgasm in Azealia Banks's vagina. I feel very stoned, so I haven't the faintest clue if I sound totally insane or as an epic poet who's just summoned the muses and kissed all that is the Earth.

In other words: I've decided to become a devotee of religious mysticism. If it weren't the most retarded religion in the world, I'd become a Rastafari.
Fucking Christ, what the hell was I thinking?

Oh, who am I kidding? I regret nothing!
 
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