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Junebug
The following took place between the 1st and 30th of June 2010.
*Joints smoked at home
44 Joints
No animals were harmed in the making of this..
Twisted
She looks young, barely 20. Fair, soft skin. Petite, yet voluptuous in all the right places. Best bang for my buck. Today was turning out to go the distance. As I looked down at her naked body, ready, she asked me ‘Is it OK if I’m on the phone while you do it?’
Yeah. Whatever.
She smiled, gratefully. I put myself in her and started to fuck her. She is still talking, I can’t hear what she’s saying. Then I hear her moaning. She’s still on the phone!!! Oh fuck. I grunt. As I thrust into her. Who is she talking to? She smiles at me. She moans. She smiles in between. Who is she talking to?
What if she’s talking to another guy? Does he know I’m fucking her? Obviously he would. She’s fucking moaning into the phone. What is he thinking? What if he…? What if…
What if he cant hear me and thinks she’s having phone sex with him?
Woah!
So I fucked her, harder and harder for him. For him, the person on the other line listening to this woman. Was it a man? Who cares? I banged her harder to get the other person on the phone off. Is she getting paid for that too? Will I get paid for that?
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I can go on, but some things are better kept a secret
Mathematics Unit CDXX
If, Stoned + x = Awesome x infinity
What is x?
A. Progressive Metal
B. Sausage Rolls
C. http://www.xvideos.com
D. Your Brain
E. All of the Above
Please state your answers in the comment box below.
For you retards who don’t understand the above question, please be a dear, and go smoke some pot!
Thank you,
Prince of the Stoned Age
Smoke Up’d
Reader: No shit dude. You smoked up??? Naaaaaaa Sirawata. You start a blog called The Stoned Age, about your life being a stoner and you put up a post called Smoke up’d. Wow mara scene no?? What a surprise that is, Captain Obvious!! I hope everyone else is as surprised as I am.
Me: Yeahhhhh man yeaaaahhhh……….
Thud.
That’s all folks.
Numero Uno
*Inhale*
It’s not about the harsh air that burns your throat and blows down into your lungs. It’s not about your mouth going dry. It’s not that dizzy feeling you get and the relaxation of the muscles. It’s not the reddening of the eyes combined with the decreased intraocular pressure. It’s about something which transcends that on a more cerebral level.
Everything in life has its good and bad side effects. Cannabis or weed is known to be harmful when consumed. But that hasn’t stopped approximately 22.5 million people smoking up around the world. In that large number, I’m but one. Smoking up is not about the negative and not so negative side effects mentioned above. It’s that feeling of rising above the world, leaving behind the everyday problems and feeling that strange yet familiar satisfaction emanating from within. Weed is natural. It is herbs and paper; it makes you feel one with nature. It helps to live it up. The high life as I like to call it is truly a great experience.
Being stoned lets you go on a winding track of thoughts. It explores the inner intricacies of the self and the world and brings up vibrant conclusions and theories to the routine mind. It keeps you satisfied and at bay, making you feel you are on top of the world. The spacey feeling you get when being proper stoned is one of the best feelings I have experienced in my 22 year old self. I started out late and I regret not having indulged in it earlier, but that’s the way the world works and I believe in better late than never. I’m glad I gave into the craving because I found another world inside me that only I can see and I can enjoy.
I believe that no one can fully illustrate the feeling or the trip they go on accurately to any other person. It’s an individual experience. It can be connected between people, but only on a somewhat superficial level. Every person enjoys in a personal manner. They can relate but never fully. Only you know what you felt and what you thought. That’s the beauty of the weed.
This is an intro into that hidden realm of my life. This is where I will record my thoughts so I can make sense out of the satisfaction and the world I create when I am stoned. This is me living the high life. This is my stoned age.
Come.
Trip out.
Enjoy with me.
Adios..
The Stoned Age 