Originally posted by: moshquerade
so..yeh...alcohol is a drug, and i've had a beer or two.
shoot me.![]()
Originally posted by: moshquerade
so..yeh...alcohol is a drug, and i've had a beer or two.
shoot me.![]()
but i've only had a couple ociferOriginally posted by: Brian23
Originally posted by: moshquerade
so..yeh...alcohol is a drug, and i've had a beer or two.
shoot me.![]()
Shoot you with another shot? I think you've had enough alcohol there missy.
yeh, but while i'm not an alcoholic...Originally posted by: rudeguy
caffeine and alcohol are social drugs, not over the counter drugs.
I think I made my poll pretty specific this time.
Originally posted by: Brian23
I woke up one morning in a cold sweat because of a nightmare i'd just had. I dreamt that I was living at my school. When my eyes were finally adjusted I realized that I was in a very small room, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. "Thank goodness I don't live here" I thought to myself. Suddenly I saw a dresser and I began to panic. Rooting through the drawers I noticed that all my clothes were there...weird. I opened the dirty wooden door and was greeted with an interesting smell, it was so strange I can't even begin to describe it. I squinted in the artificial light and made my way down the long corridor. A smile came across my face when I saw the familar word "exit" above the door at the end of the hall. As I walked outside I expected to see my home but what I saw made my heart sink. I finally realized that I was living my nightmare, I was living at my school!
Originally posted by: BigB10293
We Are All On Drugs.
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: Brian23
I woke up one morning in a cold sweat because of a nightmare i'd just had. I dreamt that I was living at my school. When my eyes were finally adjusted I realized that I was in a very small room, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. "Thank goodness I don't live here" I thought to myself. Suddenly I saw a dresser and I began to panic. Rooting through the drawers I noticed that all my clothes were there...weird. I opened the dirty wooden door and was greeted with an interesting smell, it was so strange I can't even begin to describe it. I squinted in the artificial light and made my way down the long corridor. A smile came across my face when I saw the familar word "exit" above the door at the end of the hall. As I walked outside I expected to see my home but what I saw made my heart sink. I finally realized that I was living my nightmare, I was living at my school!
Put. The. Crackpipe. Down.
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Originally posted by: iwantanewcomputer
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: Brian23
I woke up one morning in a cold sweat because of a nightmare i'd just had. I dreamt that I was living at my school. When my eyes were finally adjusted I realized that I was in a very small room, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. "Thank goodness I don't live here" I thought to myself. Suddenly I saw a dresser and I began to panic. Rooting through the drawers I noticed that all my clothes were there...weird. I opened the dirty wooden door and was greeted with an interesting smell, it was so strange I can't even begin to describe it. I squinted in the artificial light and made my way down the long corridor. A smile came across my face when I saw the familar word "exit" above the door at the end of the hall. As I walked outside I expected to see my home but what I saw made my heart sink. I finally realized that I was living my nightmare, I was living at my school!
Put. The. Crackpipe. Down.
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hand it to me slowly and walk away...and don't disturb me for 30 minutes
Originally posted by: Brian23
Originally posted by: iwantanewcomputer
Originally posted by: pyonir
Originally posted by: Brian23
I woke up one morning in a cold sweat because of a nightmare i'd just had. I dreamt that I was living at my school. When my eyes were finally adjusted I realized that I was in a very small room, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. "Thank goodness I don't live here" I thought to myself. Suddenly I saw a dresser and I began to panic. Rooting through the drawers I noticed that all my clothes were there...weird. I opened the dirty wooden door and was greeted with an interesting smell, it was so strange I can't even begin to describe it. I squinted in the artificial light and made my way down the long corridor. A smile came across my face when I saw the familar word "exit" above the door at the end of the hall. As I walked outside I expected to see my home but what I saw made my heart sink. I finally realized that I was living my nightmare, I was living at my school!
Put. The. Crackpipe. Down.
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hand it to me slowly and walk away...and don't disturb me for 30 minutes
You've never lived at your school before?