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Didn't finish my hash last night...

Breakfast hash!!!

Eventually I need to drive to the city but, there's 3 other adults supposedly, so maybe I can be a passenger instead and be a their problem...
 
Ever been to a Broadway show, on mushroom gummies?

Ever been to a Broadway show on mushroom gummies, where you were the only one who knew you were on mushroom gummies?
 
i_am_the_koi said:
Ever been to a Broadway show, on mushroom gummies?

Ever been to a Broadway show on mushroom gummies, where you were the only one who knew you were on mushroom gummies?
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I once spent several days in Cartagena, Colombia completely whacked out on cocaine, without my partner knowning.

Complete covert Cartagena, Columbia cocaine caper
 
Morning hoerzeses! Off to coffee and music. Don’t know what I’ll eat it it’ll feel good to do something normal.
 
MotoGP is already on tap.
Q1 about to light up...!!!

I am such a moto addict. Thank goodness for throttle therapy.
 
Brokenlink said:
I once spent several days in Cartagena, Colombia completely whacked out on cocaine, without my partner knowning.

Complete covert Cartagena, Columbia cocaine caper
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ThumperX said:
Morning hoerzeses! Off to coffee and music. Don’t know what I’ll eat it it’ll feel good to do something normal.
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Whatcha listening to?
 
Not at the rate y'all are surviving...

Need to decrease the surplus population!!! (It's Muppet Christmas Carol season!!!!!!)
 
i_am_the_koi said:
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Whatcha listening to?
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Ok, I've been known to ramble on from time to time. Now is a pretty good time.

The GF informed me that she was able to secure the fanciest hotel in Cartagena through her timeshare. It used to be a nunnery but now it is a Sofitel 5-star hotel.

Anyhooooo, we arrive in town and catch a cab to our hotel. One of my hobbies when I traveled was to trying to score some weed in the places I went. It adds a little danger to the trip and is kind of fun. With the advent of vape pens and THC pills, I don't do that anymore. But this was back in 2013, so here I was, in the back of the cab, asking the driver if he knew where to get some mota.

"Coca?" he replies.

"No coca, mota," I exclaim, not having a desire to be all coked up and just wanting to fulfill my little hobby adventure.

He says he can pick me up in 45 minutes and take me somewhere to buy weed. We check into the hotel, and I quickly ran back out to meet the taxi guy.

"Coca?" he asks.

"No coca, mota." I retort. This goes on for a while until I finally cave and hand him all my money for a bag of mediocre weed and a fold of cocaine with this giant rock in it. Rule #1, don't buy anything like drugs on your first day in a new country. Make sure you get comfortable with the exchange rate, because I am sure I handed him like 300 bucks or some shit. I don't know.

So I get back to the hotel and the GF says she is going down to the pool. I tell her I'll be right down; I just wanted to smoke a bowl first (and do a little line). I chop up and snort a line and start walking down to the pool. Except nothing is happening. Other than a little numbness, I don't feel shit. Clearly, I got ripped off. So I go back to the room and do another line, this time slightly larger.

Still nothing. Disappointed, I walk down to the pool and jump in. And this is when my completely dried-out sinuses decided to finally process the cocaine. There I was in a gorgeous swimming pool with far too much cocaine racing through my veins. My heart is pounding like a mofo, I'm dripping sweat (in the pool mind you), and I'm trying to tell my GF to call an ambulance. Only I'm basically having a heart attack and can't speak. So I just sat there holding on the side of the pool sweating profusely until my heart calmed down a little bit.

"I'll be right back" I told her and ran upstairs to do another line. This went on for three days. Everywhere we went, everything we did, I snorted a big ass line before. I honestly don't even remember smoking the weed, but I am sure I did. After about three days, I had to get up at 2 AM to pee. As I was peeing, it occurred to me that 2 AM was a wonderful time to snort cocaine. And that was the moment I realized this whole cocaine thing was sucking me in, hard. I decided I had enough and grabbed the fold of coke to flush it down the toilet. When I opened it up, I couldn't even tell I had done any. It was still a rather large rock of pure cocaine and boy was it beautiful.

I flushed it. And to this day I have no regrets about any of it. I went to Rome and did all the roman shit. I snorted my way through Cartagena. It was awesome. And when I was tired of it, I got rid of the coke and have had no desire to do it since.

A few years later I was telling this story and my GF looks at me and says "Are you fucking kidding? I had no idea."
 
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