My dealer spliced hemlock into my kush. Now I'm dead.
My dealer spliced hemlock into my kush. Now I'm dead.
I think you mean "laced". I suppose there's a chance that someone could be sold laced weed without knowing it but you could make the same argument about anything. Bad people do bad things. However, the original statement remains true. Weed is safe.
Just to add my own perspective in as a heavy toker...
You're so right. For example that bitch Andrea Lubitz who just downed the German plane.
And it's owl or nothing! One for owl, and owl for one, in murder most fowl!
Owl get you for this.
They're owl-ways up to something.
My husband and I have Personal Penguin tattoos.
I didn't know Jenny McCarthy was capable of that level of self-reflection.
Once upon a time, I worked on a crossover episode of Fix My Life and another OWN show. When I got the call for the job, I was so excited because I used to love her back in her "Oprah's Guru" days. I even had one of her books.
Holy crap. Thanks, Jolie. That's really really kind.
Have you met a cat? Your mere existence qualifies as "starting shit."
prime age for shutting down perverts too
Psssst! I've seen covers that didn't involve people looking like Burt.
less like chasing, more like grooming
The braille translates to "I know all there is to know about the crying game."
I loved acid. I didn't take it very often, 6 or 7 times maybe. I had major depression and anxiety with some psychosis involved as well. Taking acid made me realise that my normal mental state was not necessarily my true self, that the mental illness was another type of trip. I went to the doctor, told them I was…