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anticipation · 01-17-2013, 12:23 AM

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Originally Posted by FETCHER.

Are you high?

not enough.

FETCHER. · 01-17-2013, 07:16 AM

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Originally Posted by anticipation

not enough.

I'm actually scared to get really high just now, I nearly fainted 2 days ago when I was pretty damn high and it scared the **** out of me. Never even told my mate who I was with. I just sort of went blind and sat down before I fell down. Anyway, I don't think it was weed related and more so the heat of my friends tiny kitchen while I was cooking some pasta.

The Batlord · 01-17-2013, 03:20 PM

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Originally Posted by fleamailman

(once more seated between his coffee and his computer, slowly the goblin closes up his latest "today" and places it neatly into his past now as yet one more "today" in a line of so many "todays" stretching back to a point beyond his own memory even, where his mind, having a quick guess of how many memories he must now have by now memorized against some rough total of "todays" he has lived, feels cheated at how little he actually remembers of his long life, even if he tries to deflect the self-resentment with a quick retort like "...alright, but what does anyone owe their past anyway, and how can someone pay it back in kind now...", while outside, upon the cold wet street, as if to echo the goblin's pensive reflective mood inside himself, the morning's rain had just continued unbroken on through his "today" on up to this now late evening moment, until in the end, and upon giving up too, the goblin simply said "...well I guess we owe it to our past not to forget it, but how we do so easily forget our past where we don't strive to remember it..")

~~fleamailman~~ · 01-17-2013, 03:32 PM

(the goblin thanked the humans for their tokens of communication now, saying "...so you'll let me know if I'm being too interlectuall here won't you, it's just that I'm normally on a writer's forum, and adjusting to here takes some practice...")

the morning darkness, the goblin has a coffee as if waiting for the rain to stop though it won't, not for now at least, and work beckons him through it, so the goblin looks at a reflected light in a puddle below to gage the droplets against the need for an umbrella, chooses a book from the shelf for the bus journey, and readies himself making sure that he has switched off the lights, locked to doors and placed his brain firmly on standby, he steps out and is pelted numb, or who knows perhaps he was numb before that even, "...greetings o great temple of the moneygod, count me amongst your ranks then, for I do your bidding..." he says to the waiting unmoved metropolis as the scene closes tight upon him again

Unknown Soldier · 01-17-2013, 04:47 PM

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Originally Posted by fleamailman

(the goblin thanked the humans for their tokens of communication now, saying "...so you'll let me know if I'm being too interlectuall here won't you, it's just that I'm normally on a writer's forum, and adjusting to here takes some practice...")

the morning darkness, the goblin has a coffee as if waiting for the rain to stop though it won't, not for now at least, and work beckons him through it, so the goblin looks at a reflected light in a puddle below to gage the droplets against the need for an umbrella, chooses a book from the shelf for the bus journey, and readies himself making sure that he has switched off the lights, locked to doors and placed his brain firmly on standby, he steps out and is pelted numb, or who knows perhaps he was numb before that even, "...greetings o great temple of the moneygod, count me amongst your ranks then, for I do your bidding..." he says to the waiting unmoved metropolis as the scene closes tight upon him again

If you're going to boast on how clever you are, at least get intellectual right.

**Scarlett O'Hara** · 01-17-2013, 05:01 PM

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Originally Posted by fleamailman

(the goblin thanked the humans for their tokens of communication now, saying "...so you'll let me know if I'm being too interlectuall here won't you, it's just that I'm normally on a writer's forum, and adjusting to here takes some practice...")

the morning darkness, the goblin has a coffee as if waiting for the rain to stop though it won't, not for now at least, and work beckons him through it, so the goblin looks at a reflected light in a puddle below to gage the droplets against the need for an umbrella, chooses a book from the shelf for the bus journey, and readies himself making sure that he has switched off the lights, locked to doors and placed his brain firmly on standby, he steps out and is pelted numb, or who knows perhaps he was numb before that even, "...greetings o great temple of the moneygod, count me amongst your ranks then, for I do your bidding..." he says to the waiting unmoved metropolis as the scene closes tight upon him again

Talking in the third person is not intellectual.

Freebase Dali · 01-17-2013, 05:05 PM

So today, I had an aerial view of a really wicked car accident.
I work on the third floor of a building whose walls are basically windows that overlook a busy street. We hear wrecks from time to time, but the one that happened this morning was pretty awesome.

We hear a screech, followed by a very large couple bangs, and all run to the windows, because we could tell... this wasn't a fender-bender.
By the time I could see the wreck, one of the cars and a large part of the road was almost completely ablaze. The driver exited the passenger side and stumbled to the side of the road. After a few moments, he runs back to the car and retrieves from inside the car what looked like his wallet. I thought, "Ok, that's probably dumb, but I can understand."
Then after a moment, he runs back AGAIN and retrieves what looked like his cell phone. At that point, I considered him a moron.

Fortunately for him, he wasn't blown up or set on fire. Unfortunately for me, he wasn't blown up or set on fire.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful.

~~Cuthbert~~ · 01-17-2013, 05:10 PM

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Originally Posted by FETCHER.

I'm actually scared to get really high just now, I nearly fainted 2 days ago when I was pretty damn high and it scared the **** out of me. Never even told my mate who I was with. I just sort of went blind and sat down before I fell down. Anyway, I don't think it was weed related and more so the heat of my friends tiny kitchen while I was cooking some pasta.

That exact thing has happened to me before

!

Completely light headed, vision went black and I fell into a bush. I hope your friends were nicer than mine though, who pelted me with beer cans.

~~Cuthbert~~ · 01-17-2013, 11:18 PM

I just went to post a letter. It is snowing and it looked nice so I took a picture:

http://i48.tinypic.com/2zyby9c.jpg

Forgot to put a stamp on the letter and I've already posted it

**Janszoon** · 01-17-2013, 11:19 PM

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Originally Posted by Fluffy Kittens

I just went to post a letter. It is snowing and it looked nice so I took a picture:

http://i48.tinypic.com/2zyby9c.jpg

Forgot to put a stamp on the letter and I've already posted it

I'm totally buying that house that's for sale.

01-17-2013, 03:32 PM	#21994 (permalink)
~~fleamailman~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 11	(the goblin thanked the humans for their tokens of communication now, saying "...so you'll let me know if I'm being too interlectuall here won't you, it's just that I'm normally on a writer's forum, and adjusting to here takes some practice...") the morning darkness, the goblin has a coffee as if waiting for the rain to stop though it won't, not for now at least, and work beckons him through it, so the goblin looks at a reflected light in a puddle below to gage the droplets against the need for an umbrella, chooses a book from the shelf for the bus journey, and readies himself making sure that he has switched off the lights, locked to doors and placed his brain firmly on standby, he steps out and is pelted numb, or who knows perhaps he was numb before that even, "...greetings o great temple of the moneygod, count me amongst your ranks then, for I do your bidding..." he says to the waiting unmoved metropolis as the scene closes tight upon him again

01-17-2013, 05:05 PM	#21997 (permalink)
Freebase Dali Partying on the inside Join Date: Mar 2009 Posts: 5,584	So today, I had an aerial view of a really wicked car accident. I work on the third floor of a building whose walls are basically windows that overlook a busy street. We hear wrecks from time to time, but the one that happened this morning was pretty awesome. We hear a screech, followed by a very large couple bangs, and all run to the windows, because we could tell... this wasn't a fender-bender. By the time I could see the wreck, one of the cars and a large part of the road was almost completely ablaze. The driver exited the passenger side and stumbled to the side of the road. After a few moments, he runs back to the car and retrieves from inside the car what looked like his wallet. I thought, "Ok, that's probably dumb, but I can understand." Then after a moment, he runs back AGAIN and retrieves what looked like his cell phone. At that point, I considered him a moron. Fortunately for him, he wasn't blown up or set on fire. Unfortunately for me, he wasn't blown up or set on fire. The rest of the day was rather uneventful.

01-17-2013, 11:18 PM	#21999 (permalink)
~~Cuthbert~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Nov 2012 Location: The Black Country Posts: 8,827	I just went to post a letter. It is snowing and it looked nice so I took a picture: http://i48.tinypic.com/2zyby9c.jpg Forgot to put a stamp on the letter and I've already posted it