its a bad idea to make a bunch of pot cookies and neglect to pick up any other food.

i think you can smell what im steppin in...

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Sun, 03/25/2012 - 4:30pm


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Tue, 03/20/2012 - 1:26am

worst idea ever... was at a party once. the brownies were labeled "safe" so me and my friends figured we'd either get really motherfucking high or we'd just get some yummy brownies in our tummies. problem was, the brownies were actually quite delicious. but we asked someone at the party, and they said that "safe" meant weed, so we stopped. then my friend spotted a poppyseed cake. it wasn't labled... and we had already been smoking and drinking, so our judgement was a bit clouded... but we went to motherfucking town on that cake and we each had like at least 4 pieces... we're just stuffing our faces and we can't believe that no one has eaten all this yumminess yet, because the party started hours ago and everyone is just ignoring the cake. okay, so eventually we pull ourselves away from the cake and go dance for a bit because this place actually has good music. i go get a beer. i get another beer. i do a shot with the birthday boy, who is wearing no clothes - that should have been a tip off. i start to realize that like 25% of the people at this party are in some serious state of undress. and this ain't no fucking frat party, this is just a house party, the girls actually showed up wearing clothing. then all of a sudden it hits me. i go find everyone else. it has hit them as well. we're all like, well, okay. we are high as a motherfucker, but we have the munchies now, so we start drinking beer because it's all they have and we go back to teh cake. and we see it. it's fucking labled now. guess what it's labled? "kitchen sink". well kiddies, life got real interesting after than. i now understnad why everyone was dancing naked like it was fuckig burning man. 5 or so hours later we finally leave because it's like just us and a few other people still there and we want to go dance in teh street. but it's the middle of teh night and really cold, so reluctantly we go home. we are too high to sleep, or sit still, but it's too cold to go outside and it's the middle of the night. fuck. so eventually we get to sleep. next day we wake up, still high as kites. almost a bit scary, dude. anyways, i learned my lesson - don't fucking eat so much cake. and when hippies, my lovely hippies, lable something safe, it means weed, and when they lable it "kitchen sink" you best fucking not touch that stuf unless you want to trip into next tuesday. real sauce.

okay, well, i've got food here, so i'm good. i'm going to go eat it. okay. bye.

 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 4:57am
d4y2l0 Says:
 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 12:06pm
cheeeched Says:

HAH! I think I just pissed my self laughing! Oh my God...

 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 3:54pm
Dudestuff Says:
 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 5:15pm

why is this comment not a highdea on it's own, fucking loved it

 
 
Sat, 03/24/2012 - 7:37pm

I feel what your hand is rubbin on/I'm pickin up what your layin down

 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 2:00am
loudog21 Says:

that dose not sound like a bad idea at all

 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 1:33pm

Dude that comment totally beats this highdea haha

 
 
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 9:21pm
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Mon, 03/26/2012 - 12:13am
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