5mg Valium pills to give away

Nice for you that you are off them.

But I don't need them I already use enough drugs.

We love you too,
svol and the rest of THGC

With a hovering case crashing takes a whole new meaning... .

I'll take them.
The commute to work in downtown Toronto drives me crazy. Literaly.

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Valium for a bad trip!?! Only if it's a "natural" bad trip...can't see them little puppies doing much for an LSD bad trip...they tend to reserve thorazine for that.

Watch out for that thorazine...it'll put ya out for a lonnnnnnngg time. Makes a hefty WACKO calm [a drooling and/or sleeping veg for a good 24+hours]. Not speaking from experience...just observation.

I'll stick with my air for now...thanks for the offer, though. No time for cloudiness in my head...It's 7am-10pm for me these days. No time for slack-jawin.

DIM POST, STUPID
POST = INPUT $X
STUPID = PEEK 420, 255
IF POST >= STUPID, THEN GOTO H3LL

Wish I could have had some 8 years ago, I had a bad trip on some shrooms. Something to the effect of cops, fireman, ambulance and getting strapped to the bed. Not too much fun when you come out of it and see your mom standing over you. Ohhh the look on her face, it still gives me nightmares. I tried smoking pot again about a year ago, I still see that look on her face when I do it.....my mom has permanently rid my body of drugs.

Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.

send them to 'poobaas_pumpkin'.
i think she needs em

Today on Toms: Trisexual hamsters, anal applications of peanut butter and Marrige councilling!

Yeah you're right i do need them. Why wouldn't I after being w/you for over a year. Maybe you should give them to the hamster. Why is there so much love for it? What about me? Should I be jealous? Do I have serious competition now? Poor me...sniff sniff

500Mhz of Celleron Goodness!

Do they come in diffirent colours then?

With a hovering case crashing takes a whole new meaning... .

d00d, I've been a lot of places, I'm older than you. And always pushing for new experiences. And always aware of the power of the mind.

What's the frequency, Kenneth?

I checked the mail. They didn't arrive.
I have to go to work tomorrow and I'm a little anxious.


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A couple weeks ago I was approaching a controlled intersection where I had the right of way. I watched a white Grand Am pull up to the intersection on my right side and come to a complete stop. I could tell by the position of the Grand Am that the driver wanted to make a right turn. So while I am in the middle of the intersection travelling 50km/h the Grand Am driver decides to turn in front of me.
I hit my brake and horn simultanously which makes the Grand Am driver decide to slow down and brake instead of accelerating hard. I swerve to the left and come to a complete stop however my front bumper touches the driver side rear door of the Grand Am ever so softly. Luckily the city bus driver behind me observed safe breaking distance or I would have been munched like an accordian. I wait for a break in traffic and pull over at the next intersection 50m from the scene to inspect my precious Chevy S10 pickup truck for damage. Luckily again there were only a few scratches caused by some sand in the clear coat on the corner of my bumper.
I walk back to the Grand Am which remained stopped, blocking traffic 20m past the intersection. I found the driver talking on a cell phone. But obviously not to the police because they hung up before I could say hello. I greeted the driver and said that my truck hasn't been damaged. The Grand Am driver wanted to know where I hit their car and I showed them the spot on the rear driver side door. Same here, only some minor scratches in the clear coat. Which were not even as bad looking as mine because the car was white, my truck is green so the clear coat scuffs look a hazy white. We agreed everything was ok and parted ways.
So I guess you're wondering the sex and age of the Grand Am driver.
It was a pretty young blonde woman with medium size hooters.
When I honked my horn it made her stop and look because she must of thought I knew her. Not that I was going to crash into her.
And of course I was on my way home from work. At least I had a witness because I commute to work with another co-worker/friend. Whose comment was "Wow you're a good driver, I would have not been able to avoid that accident".

Anyway I fixed up the passenger side corner of my front bumper with rubbing compound and colour match was. I can still see the blemish because I know where it is, but at least I can only pick it out in very bright sunshine.

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WOO bessey there zp, stay cool my friend.

Had I known you needed them that bad I would have sent them special delivery instead of regular snail mail.

By the way they are in a little sandwich bag I incerted in a small envelop. I know you have kids, so just make sure that envelop is'nt left lying around. There are only 15 or so, but still for a kid that would knock em out for a good long time...um...that's got me thinking ...my kids are often a pain...maybe...OPPS no no....I didn't say anything

take care zpyrd
pikey

<i>"I always though the real world is what we make of it"</i> Jodie Foster in CONTACT. Carl Sagan.

Sounds like a stellar system!
It will smoke a PII with pc66 SDRAM!!!

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Actually, you are mistaken...it's the first trip that never really went away...

While wearing syran-wrap speedos, my shrink had the nerve to tell me "I can cleary see yer nuts!"