Burn
 

I'm pretty sure he'll just be giving it away. That's what he did with the three pounds of pot he took with him last year. Money isn't exactly an object of much consequence for him.

All caps. No stems? I'm confused. We always buy it by the standard weight increments.

The blue/silvery shake at the bottom of the bag is where its at. Great for making tea.

No idea. I'm repeating what I was told.

Mushrooms thrive in the cow paddies of South Florida. With all this rain, there should be a spectacular crop in the future. Maybe if you talk sexy to bnb, she can hook you uip


Or, maybe Less can get some and give them to Spanky to give to me to bring with, if I feel like risking getting busted, which I dont htink I do.

My best friend from high shcool has been going every year since god knows when. generally he would eat ecstacy and shrooms every day and wear an orange tutu (he is gay), and work on some art project. This year he is too old to do that many drugs so will take ex once and then probably retire from the scene due to old age, and a loack of desire to be in the desert for a few days in the cooking heat sober.

Having done more than my share of deadshow parking lots and campgrounds, I am not sure I get the appeal of this thing unless it is an excuse to have a HST in Vegas type consumption of drugs and to freak out in safe surroundings. Is there more to this? I used to hate tripping in desert heat bc you couldnt get any comfort.

shroomin
 

If you ever get to the PNW, the moist weather and abundance of dairy farms make for perfect growing conditions. Have Penske drive you up to Camano where the college kids have not already picked over the fields. And you will not likely get shot at.
Not that I have ever done this, but the fields are quite abundant. So I'm told.

I have also been told that the peninsula is the mushroom capital of the US. Quite a title. But what do I know?

Huh?
 

Correction: because the Fashion Board sucks.

How did you do on your exam?

We have a very first SBotD. Wow.

Shroomin
 

My senior year in highschool, I was trying to decide which college to go to. The headmaster told me to go talk to one of the teachers who had gone to school in Colorado. This teacher (I had never been in one of his classes) told me the best thing about going to school in Colorado was that you could get great shrooms all year around. He didn't know me from Adam and he broached the subject of the Shrooms. I did not ask him.

I guess some kid overheard him telling me this and reported it to the headmaster. They brought me in for questioning. The kid that made the report had a dubious reputation where I had a sterling one. I looked him right in the eye and told the headmaster that the teacher never broached the subject of drugs. I swore up and down and said that if anything happened to him it would be huge miscarriage of justice.

They decided the slimey kid was lying. That is when I learned that not only is it OK to lie somtimes, sometimes lying is a moral imperative.

Huh?
 

Except as and when necessary or required, I have given up on the Fashion Board and in lieu of my time spent there, I will dedicate myself to the future perpetuation and prosperity of this board.

Shroomin
 

2. As long as it is not under oath or in bad faith.

What's interesting is that I was witness to a similar situation but one where the amoral imperative was acted upon.

In LS, first year, after the exam ended and while there was a bum rush on the proctor, a certain ne'er do well asked another student the answers to a couple of the multiple choice questions (there were 10 and they were each 1% of the exam score). Another student saw them and reluctantly but in compliance with the honour code turned them in. That student also noted another witness. The witness was well regarded by the faculty (for reasons unknown, other than he was a prominent liberal activist) and was a friend of the cheater. When that witness was confronted by Faculty, he lied and said nothing happened and that he witnessed the innocent behaviour of the accused.

The result, the cheater ended up near the top of the class. The lying liberal become class president and the kid who reluctantly followed the honour code was a social outkast.

eta: [this is outable, so if you recognize the fact pattern, ix-nay, ix-nay, ee-day el-lay. ee-day el-lay.]

I am thinking of changing my avatrar to a more spiritual jesus.

Any strong feelings one way or another?

I think that avatar sucks. I liked the one of the hairy guy with the hillary cap. I may be stuck in the office late tonight waiting for a document to turn, so I can probalby find you a decent, non jesus, one.

Non-Jesus? G-d forbid!

eta: dissident jesus?

Shroomin
 

You had multiple choice exams in law school?