On 2005-12-22 14:36:00, 85 Day Jerk wrote:
"Oh you were finished? Well allow me to retort!! THC destroys brain cells, especially those dealing with short term memory, which is why the "I Just" thread is up to over 290 entries, many of which simply repeat each other.
No, marijuana does not destroy brain cells. In fact, recent research has shown that marijuana use actually increases intelligence and helps the formation of new brain cells. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, you purveyor and mindless dupe of drug war misinformation. Mary Jane has also been shown to prevent the formation of cancerous cells in the lung s of smokers. Plus, smoking pot makes chicks really horny, by telepathy. If I'm really stoned, they're all over me like a fucking Axe commercial. Bong out and get you some, Bobby.
The "I Just" thread is as prolific as it is simply because it is the finest thread in the history of this great forum, a testament not only to the joys of smoking weed, taking other drugs, and engaging in intoxicated sexual behavior considered indecent by the standards of Straight, Inc.; the "I just" thread is also a celebration of and flaunting of our freedom to smoke, a sort of "Fuck You!" to the evil and sinister forces, forces whose representatives read these posts, the very fuckwads that started Straight and the Drug War. Apparently, there are quite a few dedicated tokers who continue to post on that monument to liberty, a thread obviously loved and cherished by Fornits contributors, the "I Just" thread.
The more irreverence something is used for, the more it ceases to gain reverence. Personally, I like pot, I just don't use it because I basically try to deal with reality instead of constantly try to escape it.
And the more pot I smoke, the higher I get! Actually, Bobby, the reality you experience
while stoned on drugs is more "REAL" than your everyday, ordinary waking reality, which is merely the shadow of a mushroom trip I took back in 1986. Mary Warner and her pals don't help you escape
from reality, the help you escape
to reality. I smoke, therefore I AM.
See I got baked like a potato one bright and sunny Saturday, then my well meaning sister decided to drop off the niece and nephew. Talk about harshing someones buzz! Well anyway, I am playing with the nephew and hear a splash. My neice had walked into the neighbors yard, climbed the ladder to an above ground pool and fell in. When I got to her, she was underwater looking up at me and holding her breath. I was lucky. After that, pot did'nt hold so much priority in my life."
I saw that episode of "Dragnet", too, Bob, and I can assure you,
it didn't really happen...... Remember, you ate all those mescaline candies and washed them down with Thorazine and cheap tequila? You were pretty wasted that night, so I'm not surprised you're confusing a syndicated rerun of a bad police drama with an actual occurence in your life, I bet you don't remember the goat, the twin lingerie models, or the pool of Guava jelly, either.
You see, Bobby my boy, you fucked up
when you stopped taking drugs. That's when you allowed the illusion you call reality to solidify and crystallize, and that's why you're so upset these days with everybody, and feel so misunderstood. Start smoking grass again and get back to unblemished perception of reality.
