You've got to be an idiot to think that there aren't any space creatures out there. Whether they are nice or not probably depends on how we end up on this planet. Those fukers are watching. Betting. Waiting. Waiting to see how much the weed costs. And then they'll come down in ships or get beamed down and they'll grab all our weed and take it up to where ever they are from.

Even the worst weed that I have smoked is better than the crickets me and Lithium Jim used to smoke. We would put a piece of duct tape out on the sidewalk overnight to collect bugs and then we'd put then into a hookah and bong our lungs out all day long and then Lithium would practice his knee-spins.

I rode my fukin BMX everywhere. Bunny-hopping curbs. Bike dancing. Some ass wipes rode up to me and Lithium and roughed him up a bit. I learned how to make a super good blowgun. So I'd carry it to school in a secret pocket sewn into my jacket. I could ride my BMX with no hands while I blow gunned birds. I learned my lesson when I shot a dart into some dude's stomach. Luckily before I did it I decided that I didn't need to put copper rust, which is poisonous, on the tip of the dart. The Pukester and that guy later became good friends.


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Theres definitely something out there. I've seen purple dudes running around on my neighbor's roof. They crawl down the chimney and then I'm not too sure what happens. The lady that lives there is hard of hearing. Her daughter will tell me.

Posted by: Beasley at June 17, 2005 4:20 AM

Snorking down bongloads of crickets is totally the way to go these days. (It's actually much better than vaporising, anyhow)

There's a whole underground movement that's focucsed entirely on acquiring and ingesting junebugs, just to get buzzed. You can find out more information about this grassroots movement at http://www.snorkingjunebugs.org

......So, what would happen if aliens will steal all of our junebugs and crickets and weed? We'll be fucked, that's all I know.

Posted by: Lt Cmdr Bob at June 18, 2005 5:59 PM

I pound cheap wine by the fucking kegload. Then when I get back to my shack I'll order a mountain of hookers. When they parachute in I lay out in the field with a bullseye on my dick.

Posted by: Ripple Joe at June 19, 2005 12:34 AM

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