Bird urine.There is this wet stuff falling from the sky's here in the Dallas area. I'm not sure what it is.
But I'll bet your sphincter tightened when you saw the cop. I used to sell a lot pot in the 70's and remember the mini heart attacks when I saw a cop. Trunk full of LB's of weed. All ragweed back then. After I quit I still had this reaction for several years.Later, on the way home we had another event.
I rode down and met this guy, off a pot forum lol. So we ride together down to Florida to meet another grower. On the way back with probably close to a lb of smoke. And a handful of plants. Truck riding our butts, truck finally passed us and not a half mile later a georgia state patrol was sitting. Pulled the truck over and we went right on by.
My buddy said “when you breaking the law, only break one law at the time”.
Yuck that humidity
I like mine betterYuck that humidity
When I used to go down to Florida and see my friends, I would always come back with at least a quarter pound plus some clones. I only felt comfortable when I would drive the motorcycle, for some reason I just felt completely at ease on the motorcycle. All I had to do was not do something stupid to get pulled over, that’s the only time you see it by pulled over is the guy was asking for it. But yes, when I would see one I would quickly assess my driving and speed. Just out of habit.But I'll bet your sphincter tightened when you saw the cop. I used to sell a lot pot in the 70's and remember the mini heart attacks when I saw a cop. Trunk full of LB's of weed. All ragweed back then. After I quit I still had this reaction for several years.
Sadly, GW is having poor luck and still cursing the stupid doctor.Fingers crossed for ya from a fellow back pain sufferer. I'm waiting for you and GW to find the miracle I want.
Yep, you're my lab rat, too!
Time for new new Older DoctorSadly, GW is having poor luck and still cursing the stupid doctor.
I just got off a video conference with my pain clinic doctor and I felt like pulling her through the wire and breaking her pompous arrogant neck, after wiping the condescending smirk off her face with a backhand.
Nothing they have tried has worked, including the PT we started with, and she has the audacity to tell me that I should have continued the PT that didn't work and that I'm going to have to be an 80-year-old big boy and learn to live with the pain, begging the question as to what the f'ck she thinks I have been doing the last couple of years.
At any rate, I fired her and will be seeking advice elsewhere.
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