Nope. You can check for yourself if you want =D.

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Smoke bud.

I once had a xanax blotter. Great novelty.

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Vision? What do you know about my vision?! My vision would turn your world upside-down, tear asunder your illusions, and a sanctuary of your own ignorance would come crashing down around you. Ask yourself... are you really ready to see that vision?

Always the over achiever aren't you

then whats the difference from the green ones and the white ones because 2 green ones fuck me up wayyyy more than 2 white ones do

No need to dread the zanza... white one, black ones, opague ones...

sum in up by saying: no matter what color it still fucks me up.

alliteration is amplified here

welll iim treippin right now and a ccrwqazy lady is folllrowinng me

Rrrriiigghhtt.

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Vision? What do you know about my vision?! My vision would turn your world upside-down, tear asunder your illusions, and a sanctuary of your own ignorance would come crashing down around you. Ask yourself... are you really ready to see that vision?

Xanax tripping, now when i thought I heard all stories

Read the 'How much DMT' thread and it will top everything Imagineable.

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Vision? What do you know about my vision?! My vision would turn your world upside-down, tear asunder your illusions, and a sanctuary of your own ignorance would come crashing down around you. Ask yourself... are you really ready to see that vision?

Yes. [deteriorate into anecdote] I stopped by some rednecks who yelled at me when I rode my bicycle by. They said "Hey man what you doin'? Do some tricks!" So I came back around and said to them I can't do any tricks. They asked me to endo it or do a wheelie. So I did a pretty decent wheelie on my bike. I felt way too goofy, then I brought the front down at an angle and endo'd that bitch. So they yelled at me, I got a shot for ya. There I ran into the brother of a guy I knew who decided the acid I sold him was bunk, but that's a different story.

Anyways, these rednecks had all of the Jerry Springer problems... You know 5 year olds running around the place who don't know who their real daddy is, everyone has been arrested 12 times, etc. So I started getting drunk with these guys, and a dude leans over to me and asks if I know about Xanax. So I tried to hide my excitement as I said, yeah, I have some experience... He says yeah, I don't have a problem with eating 4 bars, I trip balls and get so raged out that I beat someone's ass and then I suddenly snapped out of it. I told him that I doubt he had a chance in the world to go bar for bar with me, but neither of us could afford it at the time, so we just went shot for shot. I rode my bicycle through downtown back to the dorms piss drunk. God it was horrible to balance, and worse when I stopped at every fucking crosswalk that had a don't walk sign glowing, but laughing my ass off at the self-proclaimed Xanax expert.

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Lovin' Mary Jane while I'm Lovin' Mary Jane