Things you've learned to not do while high.
- Thread starter TaxMan
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never go to any area where there might be retards (actually mentally challenged people), i went into FYE blasted outta my mind one day wit 3 of my friends and there was this retard there playing wit a lightsaber while saying "THIS IS A FUN TOY!!!", in a really slurred way, it was so hard for us not to laugh, lmao
Believe it or not: there's more blood flowing through the jaw than any other area of the body. You'd be worse off cutting your jawline (as in with regular shaving) than your balls.
I've had knicks and stuff like that from shaving my face that bled forever, whereas my balls barely bled at all. However, it is a lot more psychologically traumatic to cut your balls than your face, no matter how bad you do it.
I did something similar to this, late night last 4th of July. I was doing stupid shit back then that I don't do anymore so I went with two of my friends to this crackhouse in one of the small towns around here. I was already up for a few days at this point, and when we got there, I started drinking all their vodka and arm-wrestling this Mexican girl I was trying to fuck. She was really aggressive and kept challenging me to physical contests.
At one point me and the dudes I came with and the girl decided to go down the street to 7-11 to get some food (because a crackhead's gotta eat sometime!) and I'm already paranoid as fuck because there's a cop on-foot at seemingly every intersection to guide traffic and watch over all the drunks. We get far enough to where I can see the 7-11 and I see five squad cars parked and about 11-12 cops just standing around bullshitting and staring people down. My eyes look like full moons and I reek of rotten potato water. One of the dudes I was with had a warrant so he did a beeline behind some building and walked back and the rest of us kept going, went in, got food, and stood around out front right next to the cops while we ate. I kept getting stared down and just nodded at them and ate and they didn't fuck with any of us.
I've had knicks and stuff like that from shaving my face that bled forever, whereas my balls barely bled at all. However, it is a lot more psychologically traumatic to cut your balls than your face, no matter how bad you do it.
I did something similar to this, late night last 4th of July. I was doing stupid shit back then that I don't do anymore so I went with two of my friends to this crackhouse in one of the small towns around here. I was already up for a few days at this point, and when we got there, I started drinking all their vodka and arm-wrestling this Mexican girl I was trying to fuck. She was really aggressive and kept challenging me to physical contests.
At one point me and the dudes I came with and the girl decided to go down the street to 7-11 to get some food (because a crackhead's gotta eat sometime!) and I'm already paranoid as fuck because there's a cop on-foot at seemingly every intersection to guide traffic and watch over all the drunks. We get far enough to where I can see the 7-11 and I see five squad cars parked and about 11-12 cops just standing around bullshitting and staring people down. My eyes look like full moons and I reek of rotten potato water. One of the dudes I was with had a warrant so he did a beeline behind some building and walked back and the rest of us kept going, went in, got food, and stood around out front right next to the cops while we ate. I kept getting stared down and just nodded at them and ate and they didn't fuck with any of us.