-Get off work, really want to smoke some dope
-start looking for a bag (I've got....Hiiiiiiiigh Hopes!)
-becomes apparent in about fifteen minutes that you're not going to find anything
-start asking friends of friends, look like a desperate junkie
-still no bag
-know that later tonight you've got to deal with a girlfriend on her period spending the night after she worked all day and you've got no weed to shut her up
Eterna1 said:Tao Te Ching?
Eterna1 said:I remember opening up my American Literature anthology to Song of Myself and feeling the sublime energies bursting forth from the title alone.
Of course I thought of our first tryst, Asmath, when I read these lines:
I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning,
How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me,
And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart,
And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
Cazb0t said:I don't, but I'm not a guy.
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