Mom. In 84, I was ripped a new a hole by mom when she found out I stole a can of chewing tobacco Copenhagen. I grew up sick. But she smoke too. Poor Irish lady only 66. She was born in 1921 so she was 39 when I was born. Cigarettes are hell to me period now. Smoke weed.
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You're mind goes off by itself and you are wrapped in some lala land like a comfortable sauna of self trust. No matter what you do, it is all you. No matter what you think, it is all psychologically pink, but, weed does stink.
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Probably by that queen in the animated "Alice in Wonderland".
Don't even know for sure if I've seen the movie but I remember listening to the album soundtrack a lot when a young boy. :) And I most remember the queen's voice.
I haven't been, but I'm thinking of doing it to my brother Phil. Decapitate him, scoop out his brain and fill his skull with vodka and orange juice. You never know when I might need a Philip's head screwdriver.