As long as i remember i've drugged across this land
AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!! I hate my pc. last night i typed in a massive entry for my LJ, but then my PC crashed and i lost it all. I was very happy with that entry as well, so i went to fall asleep on my couch to calm myself down.
ok, as i can't remember what i said last night this entry is gonna be very different.
giving up smoking was tough, you will see,
so i stuck my weed into some hash tea,
'twas pretty nice, i got pretty high,
in fact i was fucked and i didn't even try,
then i ate space cakes and they made me find,
the meaning of life and the way of the mind,
but it was too much, and i couldn't take,
the horrors that came with eating that cake,
next came the worst, the mushrooms of doom,
I ate those fuckers - my head went boom,
walls all a-melting and clouds all aflame,
dragons were out, man, and i went insane,
mufasa appeared and said 'oh, my son',
'you're trippin' your cake off, what have you done?',
the angel of death then flew 'cross the sky,
I came crashing down from my mad trippy high,
I went fucking mental, as jonny did, too,
he said 'no more mushrooms. for me or for you',
I didn't argue, i couldn't you see,
those 'shrooms had taken their toll on me,
so now here i am, no drugs by my side,
i canna get any, i've been tested and tried,
god he looked down and said 'boy you're a mess',
'you ain't gettin' no weed until you confess',
'i've known other guys to be trippin' all day',
'it did them no good, coz i made 'em pay',
'i charge more than your dealer, you pay with your soul',
'it's time to dig out of that dirty great hole',
'so get off your arse and do something right',
'coz there's no way i'm putting up with your shite',
I know deep down i should listen to it,
god's old and he's wise and he knows his shit,
but as long as this weary old body draws breath,
i'm gonna be smokin' the weed 'til my death!,
Fuckin' A!
Ok what else... I need a new job. if anyone knows of any jobs then let me know! It needs to be full time and in town, preferably! I can't take that fucking crazy woman jeanetta anymore! she's insane. unhinged. mad. SHE'S DANGEROUS! She's always pestering me and today she woke up my mum at 6 in the morning by ringing the house phone. What a knob! so, new job, yes!
On mushroom day, jonny and i were sat on the bus and i played the pokemon theme tune on my mobile phone. This was pre-shroomage and so when loads of people started singing along it was a rather prudent prelude to what was gonna come next with the hallucinogenic drugs. Let's face it, how many times do you get a bus full of people singing the pokemon song?
oh, and sheeeet, i smoked like a fucking chimney last night. I'm so weak!
ok, as i can't remember what i said last night this entry is gonna be very different.
giving up smoking was tough, you will see,
so i stuck my weed into some hash tea,
'twas pretty nice, i got pretty high,
in fact i was fucked and i didn't even try,
then i ate space cakes and they made me find,
the meaning of life and the way of the mind,
but it was too much, and i couldn't take,
the horrors that came with eating that cake,
next came the worst, the mushrooms of doom,
I ate those fuckers - my head went boom,
walls all a-melting and clouds all aflame,
dragons were out, man, and i went insane,
mufasa appeared and said 'oh, my son',
'you're trippin' your cake off, what have you done?',
the angel of death then flew 'cross the sky,
I came crashing down from my mad trippy high,
I went fucking mental, as jonny did, too,
he said 'no more mushrooms. for me or for you',
I didn't argue, i couldn't you see,
those 'shrooms had taken their toll on me,
so now here i am, no drugs by my side,
i canna get any, i've been tested and tried,
god he looked down and said 'boy you're a mess',
'you ain't gettin' no weed until you confess',
'i've known other guys to be trippin' all day',
'it did them no good, coz i made 'em pay',
'i charge more than your dealer, you pay with your soul',
'it's time to dig out of that dirty great hole',
'so get off your arse and do something right',
'coz there's no way i'm putting up with your shite',
I know deep down i should listen to it,
god's old and he's wise and he knows his shit,
but as long as this weary old body draws breath,
i'm gonna be smokin' the weed 'til my death!,
Fuckin' A!
Ok what else... I need a new job. if anyone knows of any jobs then let me know! It needs to be full time and in town, preferably! I can't take that fucking crazy woman jeanetta anymore! she's insane. unhinged. mad. SHE'S DANGEROUS! She's always pestering me and today she woke up my mum at 6 in the morning by ringing the house phone. What a knob! so, new job, yes!
On mushroom day, jonny and i were sat on the bus and i played the pokemon theme tune on my mobile phone. This was pre-shroomage and so when loads of people started singing along it was a rather prudent prelude to what was gonna come next with the hallucinogenic drugs. Let's face it, how many times do you get a bus full of people singing the pokemon song?
oh, and sheeeet, i smoked like a fucking chimney last night. I'm so weak!