You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Eamus Catuli~AC 000000000101010202020303010304 020405....Ahhhh, forget it, it's gonna be a while.
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
peanut butter helps.
Trump: “We had the safest border in the history of our country - or at least recorded history. I guess maybe a thousand years ago it was even better.”
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
peanut butter helps.
That's the same thing my guy told me. I'd rather chew it neat because I really hate peanut butter. I might try eating an orange or something or maybe just a small dab of toothpaste. Or a lemon. I may even come up with some psychedelic lemon orange toothpaste before it's over.
Awww. , Useless. So much for "Ignored". You fail again. Plus, Useless, you've been busted too many times for anyone to believe you're not reading my posts, anyhow. It's just your excuse for cowering. Awww.
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
Actually, and it runs in the family, I'm one of the lucky septagenarians who still has a full head of hair. I can thank my Ukrainian ancestors for that. Full beard, too.
I could go into more detail of how, when, and why I stopped smoking pot. Shrooms, acid, you name it. I tried it. What can you expect from a kid who cruised the Haight before, during, and after the hippies invaded?
WAtching this tonight. Haven't seen it in many years. It's a great flick. Shown non-stop with no commercials.
Saturday, April 23
8:00 pm
KQED 9
Saturday Night Movie
Cabaret
2 hour 3 min
In Berlin in 1931, American cabaret singer Sally Bowles (Liza Minnelli) meets British academic Brian Roberts (Michael York), who is finishing his university studies.
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
Actually, and it runs in the family, I'm one of the lucky septagenarians who still has a full head of hair. I can thank my Ukrainian ancestors for that. Full beard, too.
I could go into more detail of how, when, and why I stopped smoking pot. Shrooms, acid, you name it. I tried it. What can you expect from a kid who cruised the Haight before, during, and after the hippies invaded?
(For preservation purposes only)
But I do like the part where he tells of cruising the Haight before, during, and after the hippies invaded.
We should learn from these elder ...
Trump: “We had the safest border in the history of our country - or at least recorded history. I guess maybe a thousand years ago it was even better.”
You know, and I don't mean to be a party pooper, but part of the point of my wanting to take the van out on the road is to get away from TV/Internet/pop culture/etc.
Maybe I never grew out of my hippie phase.
So instead of talking about it ad nauseam why don't you just go and go tomorrow.
You have zero excuse not to.
Have fun and we'll talk to you on Monday and you can regale us with your adventures in the wilderness while making a chocolate cake.
Shit, he "grew out of (his) hippie phase" when he stopped smoking pot and lost his hair. So now he's in his hopeless phase. Me, I've enjoyed the hell out of my primary and secondary hippie phases and am currently enjoying my tertiary hippie phase. Just last night I arranged to cop some mushrooms along with an assortment of aromatic buds. And I know how to work both those things. I just wish the mushrooms tasted more like beef filet than strips of cardboard. But as I noted, I know how to work this.....just keep chewing and wash it down with some cold beer, sit back, and wait for the magic.
Actually, and it runs in the family, I'm one of the lucky septagenarians who still has a full head of hair. I can thank my Ukrainian ancestors for that. Full beard, too.
I could go into more detail of how, when, and why I stopped smoking pot. Shrooms, acid, you name it. I tried it. What can you expect from a kid who cruised the Haight before, during, and after the hippies invaded?
(For preservation purposes only)
But I do like the part where he tells of cruising the Haight before, during, and after the hippies invaded.
We should learn from these elder ...
Nah, I doubt anyone here is in learning mode. Well, maybe Whack.
BTW, I decided to take you off ignore. We'll see how long that lasts.
The Useless moron still thinks that it somehow punishes us. One only uses 'foe' for their own needs, not for what it does to others. Idk why he struggles so with this very simple concept.
The Useless moron still thinks that it somehow punishes us. One only uses 'foe' for their own needs, not for what it does to others. Idk why he struggles so with this very simple concept.
Did you momentarily forget who you were writing about?
Eamus Catuli~AC 000000000101010202020303010304 020405....Ahhhh, forget it, it's gonna be a while.