#1 2010-06-15 07:26:03
Hi Guys and Gals, just joined High Street. I loved cruel.com and was hurt when it disappeared.
I was too fucked up and self-centered to search for what happened, anyway. I'm back home so to speak.
I have this re-occurring fantasy.
With all this "War On Terror" shit that is going down.
Get an SD memory card, totally fill the thing with the following fith:
* dwarf porn
* Veronica Moser eating shit
* that gay amputee porn where one guy is sticking his leg stump up another guys arse
(you've probably all seen that anyway)
* goatse and more goatse
* that domination porn featuring that excessively attractive woman with the thalidomide freak.
Everything weird, but not quite illegal that you can think of.
Then put it in a camera, and go to a military institution and start taking lots and lots of photos. Like lots.
I look like an Arab, so I'd hopefully get picked up.
Camera gets confiscated and taken away for analysis.
What would happen.
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#2 2010-06-15 09:51:42
IveBeenHurtInLife wrote:
What would happen.
You would be out $20 for a memory card and would probably spend an hour or two explaining why you were taking pictures of a restricted space.
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#3 2010-06-15 20:47:36
Kill yourself
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#4 2010-06-15 20:55:47
The Visual Equiv:
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#5 2010-06-15 22:32:47
I think it might make some eyes bug, but neither you nor anyone else would ever know.
Your scheme does remind me of something that actually happened, though, thirty-odd years ago.
Who remembers "Locker Room" and those other little bottles of not-quite-poppers that used to be sold in convenience stores back in the carefree 70s?
A bunch of us stoners got pulled over by a bad-tempered cop one warm evening for being young and in a car and the like.
Cop took all our stuff off us (lots of 'em used to do that in my town, just steal your shit, 'cause they knew you couldn't do anything about it). Apparently this particular cop had never seen or heard of these itty bitty brown glass bottles before.
Oh, yes, you know he did. Of course he did. He took him a BIG ole whiff.
We did not laugh. I think refraining from laughing might have cost me some years off the end of my life...
(I honestly don't remember how the story ends, except that we didn't get run in and we went on with our warm evening's activities.)
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#6 2010-06-15 22:46:21
that is fucking hilarious. Did he run to the Gay Disco afterward?
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#7 2010-06-16 01:17:36
George Orr wrote:
I think it might make some eyes bug, but neither you nor anyone else would ever know.
Your scheme does remind me of something that actually happened, though, thirty-odd years ago.
Who remembers "Locker Room" and those other little bottles of not-quite-poppers that used to be sold in convenience stores back in the carefree 70s?
A bunch of us stoners got pulled over by a bad-tempered cop one warm evening for being young and in a car and the like.
Cop took all our stuff off us (lots of 'em used to do that in my town, just steal your shit, 'cause they knew you couldn't do anything about it). Apparently this particular cop had never seen or heard of these itty bitty brown glass bottles before.
Oh, yes, you know he did. Of course he did. He took him a BIG ole whiff.
We did not laugh. I think refraining from laughing might have cost me some years off the end of my life...
(I honestly don't remember how the story ends, except that we didn't get run in and we went on with our warm evening's activities.)
Blood thinners those were; we discovered them after they were added to the NBC kits (Nuclear, Biological, Chemical) of all deploying units. Meant to counter act the chemical coagulant weapons in use by the USSR at the time.
Thank the DoD for another cheap high!
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#8 2010-06-16 02:38:56
George Orr wrote:
Who remembers "Locker Room" and those other little bottles of not-quite-poppers that used to be sold in convenience stores back in the carefree 70s?
I haven't the damnedest idea what you're talking about. Of course that was when sinsemilla arrived in NorCal, so perhaps I wouldn't have noticed or cared.
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#9 2010-06-16 11:42:03
I remember poppers. We used to break one and drop it into an empty squeeze bottle. That way we could pass the bottle around and get more mileage from each popper. It didn't take long for me to figure out that the heart pounding rush probably wasn't good for long term health. But it was really fun to do when you were stoned.
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