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say_whut wrote:Sitting on my laptop listening to an R&B playlist waiting on a girl to text back if she's still up for heading out, already drank 2 buds. If I get rejected then I will continue to get drunk but high in a cold shed. The feeling of inebriation, high-ness and being cold from low temperatures blend into one mediocre sensation where not one overrides any other

me and my mate were discussing the other day if you get as high when it's cold. our genius stoner theory is that for some reason when your cold the high is delayed, and then when you get inside it all comes out and you're fucked. i think someone should do some research to do with temperature and smoking weed, important stuff ya know

scattybeanhead wrote:

say_whut wrote:Sitting on my laptop listening to an R&B playlist waiting on a girl to text back if she's still up for heading out, already drank 2 buds. If I get rejected then I will continue to get drunk but high in a cold shed. The feeling of inebriation, high-ness and being cold from low temperatures blend into one mediocre sensation where not one overrides any other

me and my mate were discussing the other day if you get as high when it's cold. our genius stoner theory is that for some reason when your cold the high is delayed, and then when you get inside it all comes out and you're fucked. i think someone should do some research to do with temperature and smoking weed, important stuff ya know

yes yes I definitely think you're onto something. I remember walking home after a session, getting in bed and it was like the best hug ever

felt a spider crawl on me, hit it off my rm in panic. not sure where it went, now im paranoid as fuck and i think something is on me constantly....

jameshk wrote:felt a spider crawl on me, hit it off my rm in panic. not sure where it went, now im paranoid as fuck and i think something is on me constantly....

haha thats the worst feeling, stuff like that make you realise how much of a little girl we all are

JTMMusicuk wrote:

jameshk wrote:felt a spider crawl on me, hit it off my rm in panic. not sure where it went, now im paranoid as fuck and i think something is on me constantly....

haha thats the worst feeling, stuff like that make you realise how much of a little girl we all are

always makes me think if we were spider sized and encountered creatures as big as humans and them being terrified of us. bit queer.

epochalypso wrote:

JTMMusicuk wrote:

jameshk wrote:felt a spider crawl on me, hit it off my rm in panic. not sure where it went, now im paranoid as fuck and i think something is on me constantly....

haha thats the worst feeling, stuff like that make you realise how much of a little girl we all are

always makes me think if we were spider sized and encountered creatures as big as humans and them being terrified of us. bit queer.

unless they are fuckin solid and dont give a shit

scattybeanhead wrote:

say_whut wrote:Sitting on my laptop listening to an R&B playlist waiting on a girl to text back if she's still up for heading out, already drank 2 buds. If I get rejected then I will continue to get drunk but high in a cold shed. The feeling of inebriation, high-ness and being cold from low temperatures blend into one mediocre sensation where not one overrides any other

me and my mate were discussing the other day if you get as high when it's cold. our genius stoner theory is that for some reason when your cold the high is delayed, and then when you get inside it all comes out and you're fucked. i think someone should do some research to do with temperature and smoking weed, important stuff ya know

Don't task this as a scientific evalutation, but on christmas eve a couple of years ago me and two mates took around a 0.2 dab of mdma each whilst sat out in the welsh snow at some godawful low temperature at around 11.30pm (so we'd come up at midnight). Midnight came, nothing. Disheartened we strolled in to town, around a 10 minute walk, thinking the exercise would bring us up. Nope. So we each chip in to buy all the remaining food in the only open chicken takeaway, and stroll back to our spot to eat all the food. So eventually it's around 90 minutes after we all dropped, and we're full of food, and in obscene pain because of the cold, so we go back to my house, around another 20 minute walk. About 10 minutes after arriving and getting in to my bed to watch films and funny programs and shit we all violently come up, my one mate spews (admittedly she ate a lot more food than me and my other friend), gets back in to bed with us and we all just spend the next few hours spazzing about like parkinsons sufferers. It was pretty strange/fantastic.

JTMMusicuk wrote:

jameshk wrote:felt a spider crawl on me, hit it off my rm in panic. not sure where it went, now im paranoid as fuck and i think something is on me constantly....

haha thats the worst feeling, stuff like that make you realise how much of a little girl we all are

I am terrified on spiders and insects in general.
One time it took me about 6 hours to throw out a dead roach or whatever the fuck it was out of my bathroom. Ironically, before going to see The Bug.

pikeymobile wrote:

scattybeanhead wrote:

say_whut wrote:Sitting on my laptop listening to an R&B playlist waiting on a girl to text back if she's still up for heading out, already drank 2 buds. If I get rejected then I will continue to get drunk but high in a cold shed. The feeling of inebriation, high-ness and being cold from low temperatures blend into one mediocre sensation where not one overrides any other

me and my mate were discussing the other day if you get as high when it's cold. our genius stoner theory is that for some reason when your cold the high is delayed, and then when you get inside it all comes out and you're fucked. i think someone should do some research to do with temperature and smoking weed, important stuff ya know

Don't task this as a scientific evalutation, but on christmas eve a couple of years ago me and two mates took around a 0.2 dab of mdma each whilst sat out in the welsh snow at some godawful low temperature at around 11.30pm (so we'd come up at midnight). Midnight came, nothing. Disheartened we strolled in to town, around a 10 minute walk, thinking the exercise would bring us up. Nope. So we each chip in to buy all the remaining food in the only open chicken takeaway, and stroll back to our spot to eat all the food. So eventually it's around 90 minutes after we all dropped, and we're full of food, and in obscene pain because of the cold, so we go back to my house, around another 20 minute walk. About 10 minutes after arriving and getting in to my bed to watch films and funny programs and shit we all violently come up, my one mate spews (admittedly she ate a lot more food than me and my other friend), gets back in to bed with us and we all just spend the next few hours spazzing about like parkinsons sufferers. It was pretty strange/fantastic.

last year me and my mates took K and went snowboarding, didnt feel that fucked but was awfully paranoid about the height of the hill. wasnt even that big a hill
...the more i post in this thread the more i look like a pussy

My mate fucking DESTROYED my copy of Presk - Sweat last night with his grease covered fingers so now it skips constantly at certain points. How do I go about cleaning vinyl? The brush I've got isn't effective at getting this shit off. There's a visible combination of oil, dust and dog hairs glued to big chunks of the B side.

He's done the same to Horrid Henry too. Is there any chance some of the grease has got on to the needles too? Don't wanna end up with stylus problems down the line because of this

pikeymobile wrote:My mate fucking DESTROYED my copy of Presk - Sweat last night with his grease covered fingers so now it skips constantly at certain points. How do I go about cleaning vinyl? The brush I've got isn't effective at getting this shit off. There's a visible combination of oil, dust and dog hairs glued to big chunks of the B side.

run it under cold water and let it dry off naturaly, thats what I do.

Also in reply to the spider stuff, I'm not even usually scared of spiders, but that creeped me out

pikeymobile wrote:My mate fucking DESTROYED my copy of Presk - Sweat last night with his grease covered fingers so now it skips constantly at certain points. How do I go about cleaning vinyl? The brush I've got isn't effective at getting this shit off. There's a visible combination of oil, dust and dog hairs glued to big chunks of the B side.

pikeymobile wrote:He's done the same to Horrid Henry too. Is there any chance some of the grease has got on to the needles too? Don't wanna end up with stylus problems down the line because of this

I'd say fuck your mate up

i fairy liquid b2b microfibre clothed the shit out of them and they both play fine now, just mildly crackly now but my old man said playing them a few times should sort it all out

i hate where i live

wtf is even the point

lost my glasses last night.

I'm halfway through a 2000 word essay, and I'm really not feeling what I've written, but it's too late to turn back

i've found you can blag loads of extra marks for shit essays by adding loads of references to good books and having a big arse bibliography, even if you've done everything from class notes
60% of the time it works every time