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Kaneda · 10:17 PM

On the topic of joints any tips or styles for rolling.. I would like to hear some from anybody.
Personally I just take a colored pencil or another pencil with no eraser and wrap a paper around it and lick it, I take off the pencil and rip some paper about the height of 3/4's a ciggerete filter roll that up until its like a solid cylinder and put it in there and it expands a little bit and the smoke goes through there. Grind or finley rip up the MJ or whatever you smoking and sprinkle it in there and use the butt of the pencil to push it down. lick it again and torch. Its like something you can smoke anyplace.. its just tedious.

I like hearing other shit, pleaze post some!

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Another story. Just a trip

Today was the dance. I was happy I had gotten a split of crack and painkillers for my friends witch I thought would be fun for all of us but I got offerd some Mushrooms. O fruit of the gods.
I had 22 dollars and the guy was my friend so he sold me 2.9 grams for that much I was enthused. It had been about 45 munites since I had ingested the 2 caps and one and a broken half stem, I did it out on my front step they were in a glass jar so I just monched on them my neighbors would never expect I am in the heart of suburbia, turist trap, black hole I am definatley not eating mushrooms. But whatever. My two friends who I was going to the dance with were 2 girls one family one friend, I sat on my front porch until they got there, a buzz had set in. They came, a smile came across my face as I threw them the crack painkiller mixture that I had so devilishly found for them for fucking cheap, It was so cheap beacuse you dont snort crack but I met some canadians who were selling half painkillers half crack for real cheap and calling it CRAACK, bastards, You cant bake painkilles the same way you bake crack so they were forced to snort. I feel fucking bad beacuse that entirely defeats the idea of processing cocaine another step so you can smoke it. Plus the burning sucks.
I sorta let it slip that I was on mushrooms and that I couldnt get it for them beacuse I found them that crazy crack think I found em. We arrived at the dance I felt it kick as I was walking in suddenly I was walking extremely drunklike, it was very early in the dance still like it was still forming. I walked in as best I could and did the natural thing and sat my ass on the bleachers. I watched the dance form, slow trickle of people coming in the confident ones starting to dance, I saw too many familar faces, paranoia and euphoria ha definatly set in, strangest feeling ever. My 2 lovely friends went to the bathroom to snort some Crack shit, I told them it would burn, they had to act like they were crying in the bathroom it burned so bad. Unfourtunately while they were crying nobody was babysitting me, and I was spitting loads of nonsence to classmates two of the girls from the student councel said I to me and They were standing in the doorframe, I walked into the devider.
The visuals started when my friends got done balling in the bathroom, one of them had checkerd shoes on and the chekers were overlappingand coming out I fellback on the fence behind me where the stairs normally would be, I decided to go back and dance. I arrived at the gym and the ceiling bars were bending into all sorta kinda fantistacal things, the crowd Seemed like a huge two bit mass. They all had the look of being on two translucent peices of paper with only the crowd on it and the crazy lites, movingback and fourth, moving as a mass not singular bodies.
I became disgusted with were I was, I retreated to the farthest place I could go top row bleachers, I wouldnt even risk a slowdance up here. Before that thow I got a drink of punch, my aquantince chris his face was bending and so was the hallway I turned to run into. I got back to my two lovely lady friends on the bleachers, they wanted to get out, so did I.
We called a friend so we could drink with them they would come and get us all we had to do was wait. I was afraid.
In about ten munites I saw the dean walking twords me, his eyes peirced mine and I knew he had come for me and my kind. The bleachers were shaking, and he didnt seem to be walking on anything. When he had ascended to my level he said. "There is a man in a cowboy hat looking for you."
My brain exploded, not only had he said the most fucked up shit ever, I expected to get my ass busted, nope, now I just got some freak to deal with. Me and my 2 friends went down to the entry way with him I talked to him on the way there, I was supprised by my amazing, umm coherency. The man in the cowboy hat was our ride to drinking, and a dumb ass. He rolled up in some tiny fucking car with his whole crew, big guys, and all the alcahol was in seprate gatorade bottles. so we had 7 people in a five seater I ended up laying across the laps of four girls.
The car ride sucked beacuse we got a tail, it was a cop car, following, no lights. FUCK my head, I was in a tiny car with 7 people a bag of crack 15 or so bottles of opened alcahol we pulled off into a property. Luckily the cop didnt. I almost shit my pants.
We got out of the car to pick some alcahol and talked for a while, well some of the guys there were jerks so we decided to walk the 7 miles to town, the dog from the house whose driveway came up and sniffed my hand. The man and his crew left and we started walking, the dog accompined us.
It started to rain, the girls did some more crack and we started drinking, it had begun to poor. It was also now cold. Me fine of course I had my shirt off and tied around my waist I couldnt feel shit. The whole time we walked back the lightning would flash and it would feel like ten munites and I could see the twisting forms of my companions. We talked about everything, put down rides and yelled at traffic, taunted truckers, sat , picked flowers and of course thought out way to loud. In a few hours we reached town, we were muddy and misrable, and closer than ever, we had plans and shit after that. We ran across the bridge into town, and went through the target parking lot and sat on the benches and talked about some shit, by then the mushrooms had sorta worn off. I wish I could go into more detail about the way back but so much of it was a head trip and I think these things can only be so long and you dont wanna hear all this shit.
I got home we got in trouble for walking and then I went to bed when I layed down I could still feel the mushrooms, I realized my time lapse, I had been talking to my parents for 80 some munites, FUCK. I to this day have never thought about what I have said or even close to musterd up the balls to bring up a possibly volitile situation.
anyways happy trips
Arkantis