The following is a little Hx on birds and a (true) story of what happened to me 30 seconds ago while tokeing on some herb-ageio

Birds are crazy, they are tweety and they fly. Anyway sometimes they make eggs that make babies, if these babies get puked into enough they will turn to bigger type birds, like eagles or skysharks, if they dont get enough puke they turn into little guys like finches and turtle doves are a medium. Ok time for my story.

Once there were 5 eggs. Those eggs made birds. One bird was named Turtle, once was named Quackson (like jackson but quack). and the final was named Jeff. then the real final was named Siddhartha. One day Siddhartha jeff and turtle were sitting around the nest when Jeff dared someone to try to fly. Siddhartha yelled "NO ITS TOO DANGEROUS" but Quckson said "nothing is to quack-oulous for quackson" and so he lept from the nest and hit me in the side of the head whilst I was ripping a bowl,

after hitting my head it hit the ground. it was then i noticed my whole back portch was a divebombing range for kamakaze practice into yours truely! So as retrebution i decided to capture one.....I captured one, I beleave it was Siddhartha, who if u remember thought it was a bad idea to began with, and put him into an old gravity bong bottle and kept hot boxing and flushing smoke over him. By the time the smoke session was done i removed the cloudy prison and much to my surprise the bird decided not to try to fly away for a long time, he just sat there looking fat and wise, looking into my very soul. then he peeped two times looked around, This was to signify his transformation into birddah peeped two more times to bid me farewell then tried to fly and did a header into the wall and fell behind some shit. I laughed for five minutes.

Well thats my story thanks for your time

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Everything disclosed here is for a strictly roll playing nature. Anything disclosed, all pictures, texts, and references are purely fictional, and hold no relevance to the real world. All similarities to the real world are purely coincidental... But then again I'm stoned, What do I know.

Well that was interesting.....and mildly incoherent at the same time

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"So, what happened to the golden plates after joseph had translated the book of mormon from them?"
"God took them back"........rofl

SPOILER ALERT
I got hit in the side of the head with a baby bird, then got one high.

The way I see it i did the lil guy a favor tho. I mean wouldn't you love to be flying while high?

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Everything disclosed here is for a strictly roll playing nature. Anything disclosed, all pictures, texts, and references are purely fictional, and hold no relevance to the real world. All similarities to the real world are purely coincidental... But then again I'm stoned, What do I know.

I didn't like your story....I think it was a cruel thing to do to a baby bird.

you dont think it hurt the baby do you?

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Everything disclosed here is for a strictly roll playing nature. Anything disclosed, all pictures, texts, and references are purely fictional, and hold no relevance to the real world. All similarities to the real world are purely coincidental... But then again I'm stoned, What do I know.

would you fog your baby in a gravity bong big enough for a baby?

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Have you ever broken a G-String while fingering a minor?

Dude dont listen to anyone that was the most amazing story i have ever heard. Me and my friend just laughed our asses off from that and guess what where not even high. I just wanted to know what compelled you to get that little tweeter ripped off his ass.

you need to be hit in the side of the head with a 2x4.

Entertaining post and intelligent, which makes what you did even less cool than if some cretan did it.

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