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The Will Must Be Stronger Than The Skill
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<div class="quote_poster">Voodoo Child Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">I had a pretty insane night last night. I always overdo it on Fridays because I know I don't have to wake up at any time on Saturday (actually just getting up now).
It started when my bro threw me some money, and we drove down to pick up a half-o from our ghetto connection. Everything went smoothly in the transaction, so we drove over to this guy's house who lived like around the block and starting rolling blunts and packing bowls. There was only five of us, yet we went through that half-o before midnight. At that point, I thought I better drive home and get some more, but the thing was, I was driving a stick, and I was having troubles working the clutch. Apparently I was bugging out and being a total buzzkill, which I really regret, but I mean, you try and drive a stick shift at midnight in a strange hood totally baked, yano? So we get on the highway, I'm still having trouble seeing, even now that I loaded my eyes with Visine, and what do you know, we came up on a sobriety check point. Traffic at a complete standstill. I looked to my left and my right, and everyone was wasted as ****. They still singled us out though for w/e reason, probably because I seemed so tense. They gave me the breathalizer test though, and I hadn't been drinking, so I was allowed to keep going. My heart's never beaten fast in my life. When I got home, I just wanted to chill, so my bro went back out without me, and I got on JBB and made a few posts under the influence (deleted now, lol). Then when he came back around like 3-4 AM, we did 96 nitrous hits between the two of us. That sent me on a trip like you wouldn't believe, and I just passed out on my floor. I woke up about an hour ago confused as ****.</div>
lol, that sounds crazy.
Me and a couple of my friends went to some restaurant/bar yesterday, and we all wanted to get drunk, but none of us actually ended up getting piss drunk and the bill was almost $200. I think we had like 5-6 shots between each of us. Liquid cocaine is probably my favourite shot since that usually has the strongest effect on me. We tried two other shots, one was called Sicily (or something of that extent I think) which the bar girl reccomended (she was pretty sexy) but that didn't really hit as hard as we'd have liked. The worst was this shot we had that resembled powerade (reccomended by another bargirl)...that was probably the worst shot I've ever had. I was almost sober at that point and I wanted to get drunk or atleast feel some sort of buzz, so we had 2 shots of it and neither even brought us to a buzz. What a waste of money.
The funny thing is, every time I go to that bar, they never even bother checking ID. All of the friends I went with are 19 or over, and I'm the only 18 year old in the group, but I don't really have to worry about ID cause they never bother asking. I remember a while back, one of our other friends who's like 16 went as well, and they didn't bother checking him either. Mind you, he LOOKS like he's 16 and they didn't really say anything.
It started when my bro threw me some money, and we drove down to pick up a half-o from our ghetto connection. Everything went smoothly in the transaction, so we drove over to this guy's house who lived like around the block and starting rolling blunts and packing bowls. There was only five of us, yet we went through that half-o before midnight. At that point, I thought I better drive home and get some more, but the thing was, I was driving a stick, and I was having troubles working the clutch. Apparently I was bugging out and being a total buzzkill, which I really regret, but I mean, you try and drive a stick shift at midnight in a strange hood totally baked, yano? So we get on the highway, I'm still having trouble seeing, even now that I loaded my eyes with Visine, and what do you know, we came up on a sobriety check point. Traffic at a complete standstill. I looked to my left and my right, and everyone was wasted as ****. They still singled us out though for w/e reason, probably because I seemed so tense. They gave me the breathalizer test though, and I hadn't been drinking, so I was allowed to keep going. My heart's never beaten fast in my life. When I got home, I just wanted to chill, so my bro went back out without me, and I got on JBB and made a few posts under the influence (deleted now, lol). Then when he came back around like 3-4 AM, we did 96 nitrous hits between the two of us. That sent me on a trip like you wouldn't believe, and I just passed out on my floor. I woke up about an hour ago confused as ****.</div>
lol, that sounds crazy.
Me and a couple of my friends went to some restaurant/bar yesterday, and we all wanted to get drunk, but none of us actually ended up getting piss drunk and the bill was almost $200. I think we had like 5-6 shots between each of us. Liquid cocaine is probably my favourite shot since that usually has the strongest effect on me. We tried two other shots, one was called Sicily (or something of that extent I think) which the bar girl reccomended (she was pretty sexy) but that didn't really hit as hard as we'd have liked. The worst was this shot we had that resembled powerade (reccomended by another bargirl)...that was probably the worst shot I've ever had. I was almost sober at that point and I wanted to get drunk or atleast feel some sort of buzz, so we had 2 shots of it and neither even brought us to a buzz. What a waste of money.
The funny thing is, every time I go to that bar, they never even bother checking ID. All of the friends I went with are 19 or over, and I'm the only 18 year old in the group, but I don't really have to worry about ID cause they never bother asking. I remember a while back, one of our other friends who's like 16 went as well, and they didn't bother checking him either. Mind you, he LOOKS like he's 16 and they didn't really say anything.
