So I have a story, or a blonde moment if you will.
Me and my friend had just seen the movie 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and were on the way home from the theater. I in all seriousness looked over at her and asked her... "Hey Liss, Where did the Texas Chainsaw Massacre happen again?" She laughed for the longest time and I couldn't figure out what was so damn funny.
*mwah* Angie!
Get lost within the things that make you happy, and you will never be alone...
Nieriel.Manwathiel wrote:some people think this is gross.
french fries and either vanilla ice cream or wendy's frosties.
french fries and wendy's frosties is one of the greatest combo's on earth. don't let anyone tell you differently.
The adjectives add an element of psychological warfare amongst the children, because they can insult the circle, confuse the circle with 'May Duck' or 'Gray Puck'
FP Fun Fact #2 [stolen from a previously-sent PM]: I've always been a stuffed animal fiend (well, more so when I was younger but you know). My bed was always covered in animals. I naturally have this soft spot for animals (even the plush ones!) and treated my stuffed animals like the real thing. When it'd grow cold at night I'd take every animal I had and cover them up to keep them warm, taking extra care that they weren't completely submerged in fear they'd suffocate! If I neglected even one animal, I'd feel sorry for it, like it had actual feelings. During the day (against my mother's wishes) I'd sneak my favorite animal at the time (usually a raccoon, but it changed with the seasons) outside and play on the swingset with it. We'd go sledding in the winter and watch movies afterwards when we were cold. I had other friends - living, breathing ones - but I think I liked stuffed animals because they were impartial. They never judged me on my appearance or questioned my actions. They were always there for me to hug when I was sad.
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You know that moment where you just want to grab a pair of scissors and run away with them?
overorexactly13 wrote:When I was in grade 9, some friends and I tried smoking cat nip.
About the same age I tried smoking dried banana peels (how did anyone ever think that got you high?) I also tried eating nutmeg?????(I heard somewhere it was hallucinogenic), and tried drinking fermented coconut milk. (I grew up in Hawaii)
heh I have a friend who at 20, licked cat nip up off the floor because the cat wasn't (she was drunk but still) lol
I always had a friend that snorted pixie sticks that was hella funny to watch, but after watching it I never had the urge to try lol.
I agree french fries and wendy's frosty are the best
I also like gummy bears with peanut butter (creamy not chunky)
My aunt and her son (she ate these a lot when she was pregnant with them and they both still do to this day) eat banana-pickle-mayo-peanut butter sandwiches. I've never tried them, let me tell you they look nastyyyyyy.
We got my youngest step brother to eat a dog treat by telling him it was a sugar cookie once, he actually ate it and asked for more.
robtomorrow wrote:About the same age I tried smoking dried banana peels (how did anyone ever think that got you high?) I also tried eating nutmeg?????(I heard somewhere it was hallucinogenic), and tried drinking fermented coconut milk. (I grew up in Hawaii)
None of them worked.
I did the banana peel thing too. I also heard about spraying Raid on rose petals and smoking it. Even I was not that stupid....amazing, I know.
I too like wendy's french fries dipped in a frostie.
ShardinsKitten wrote:
My aunt and her son (she ate these a lot when she was pregnant with them and they both still do to this day) eat banana-pickle-mayo-peanut butter sandwiches. I've never tried them, let me tell you they look nastyyyyyy.
Okay - I've eaten these. In fact I like them very well. But only if made with creamy PB and dill pickles. And they are better with Miracle Whip then they are with mayo. But yeah I like them. Of course my Mom liked them so I grew up eating them which might have something to do with it. I know whenever I have one she (or at least says she's going to!)
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