Limpet_Chicken
Bluelighter
New snoo thread for the old one was outdated and buried deep in the past.
Snoo-A hot cup of steaming white tea, sweetened with three teaspoons of lime blossom honey, topped off with a little freshly picked and chopped lemon balm from the garden, added during brewing for a lovely hint of citrus, on a cold autumn night, standing in the kitchen munching custard donuts over an opened oven, turned up to maximum to warm myself as I eat, drink, read the paper and pack a bong before popping upstairs for a quick shot of an OC80 with just a little methiopropamine and a 100mcg dose of clonidine added to the shot.
With, methinks, a little nip or two of chilly cold vodka to stave off the cold of the night and smoothe any rough edges (if any) off the pseudo-speedball.
Shouldn't think the MPA will give me any disturbance of sleep, with the clonidine mixed in, and the oxy itself, but if it does, of course I'm just about to go have a bong of the newly reformulated 'king cobra' smoking mix, pretty potent stuff it is too by all accounts, and I have sedating antihistamines, chlormethiazole and gabapentin waiting in the wings if needed.
Just the thing to bring tonight to a close.
Another snoo:
Wearing a good set of water and weatherproof leather combat boots, wrapped up in my warm leather trench; heading out into the forests at about 8:30am, scouring the duff for mushrooms, walking, blazing bongs, with a thermos of steaming white chai, eyes peeled to the ground, up trees, round logs, any likely spots for delicious edibles popping a careless fruitbody aboveground, and if its a good day, not coming home until darkness starts making picking impossible, coming home, cleaning my prizes, slicing, chopping, tossing in a pan of butter, with some bacon grilling. Throw it all together. Munching a delicious plate of fried mushrooms that I worked for hard myself...heaven.
Snoo-A hot cup of steaming white tea, sweetened with three teaspoons of lime blossom honey, topped off with a little freshly picked and chopped lemon balm from the garden, added during brewing for a lovely hint of citrus, on a cold autumn night, standing in the kitchen munching custard donuts over an opened oven, turned up to maximum to warm myself as I eat, drink, read the paper and pack a bong before popping upstairs for a quick shot of an OC80 with just a little methiopropamine and a 100mcg dose of clonidine added to the shot.
With, methinks, a little nip or two of chilly cold vodka to stave off the cold of the night and smoothe any rough edges (if any) off the pseudo-speedball.
Shouldn't think the MPA will give me any disturbance of sleep, with the clonidine mixed in, and the oxy itself, but if it does, of course I'm just about to go have a bong of the newly reformulated 'king cobra' smoking mix, pretty potent stuff it is too by all accounts, and I have sedating antihistamines, chlormethiazole and gabapentin waiting in the wings if needed.
Just the thing to bring tonight to a close.
Another snoo:
Wearing a good set of water and weatherproof leather combat boots, wrapped up in my warm leather trench; heading out into the forests at about 8:30am, scouring the duff for mushrooms, walking, blazing bongs, with a thermos of steaming white chai, eyes peeled to the ground, up trees, round logs, any likely spots for delicious edibles popping a careless fruitbody aboveground, and if its a good day, not coming home until darkness starts making picking impossible, coming home, cleaning my prizes, slicing, chopping, tossing in a pan of butter, with some bacon grilling. Throw it all together. Munching a delicious plate of fried mushrooms that I worked for hard myself...heaven.
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