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    The misadventures of a misspent 30's. part one of .....

    Stoke.

    That's what I like best about being on this forum. I used to provide a lot more stoke than I do know. I have always loved the vids and pics, but it is the trip reports I like best. Scratch that, it is the great writing that occasionally bubbles to the surface here I like best.

    I don't have anything of the sort. But I do have hazy memories of a crazier time. I presented the one below originally as an aside here: http://www.tetongravity.com/forums/s...r-quit-smoking

    In an attempt to bring something to those who give me so little.... here it is again where more of you than the chimney stacks might see it.

    "Why that day I simply don’t know. The weekend wasn’t near, we hadn’t achieved any sort of milestone nor had any reason to celebrate at all. Yet we all felt it, it was in the air. Thick air that simply demands you acknowledge that this is not a normal Wednesday. The workday just….ended. We all found ourselves with a drink in hand, some obtained from the mangy moose, most from the V.C. downstairs. Plans were made, calls placed. How we all made it over the pass to the knotty is really still a mystery to me. One second I am in the office chair, the next I am listening to an incredibly short girl who thinks chatting up the finance geek is somehow going to land her a roll in the next movie. God, she is short. I wonder if that is her real hair color, wow she is wearing high heels and is still that short. I bet I could get her to blow me with even just a hint that it might get her into the movie, is she a dwarf?

    Oh, there were moments before making it into the knotty, of that I am very aware. They just don’t seem to be attached to the same night. Micah trying to give me lessons on how to properly “key” the coke. Hyper sexy and equally bitchy production girl/office mate bitching about how much we all owe her for scoring the goods. One of the original owners of the business giving us an earful when he sees what we’re doing. Just really lighting into us about how stupid we are and how dangerous this stuff is. Then just sort of losing the inner battle with himself and taking way more than his share.

    When the bar stops serving and kicks you out and you still have half a bag left there is no way the night is ending. So we all head to the compound. Stumps got a nice little place in the middle of nowhere between the two towns. If you don’t mind the gargoyles and his soon to be incarcerated ex air force man toy who demands you call him captain it’s got a nice vibe to it. “Stumpy sure wears a lot of boa’s for a straight man” This is perhaps the only logical sentence I had uttered in the last 8 hours, it’s just a damn shame I uttered it to him. He laughs maniacally before demanding we all strip down and get in the hot tub. I know it’s a bad idea but can’t quite seem to stop undressing.

    God it’s hot in here. My tongue feels weird. Man I hope captain and stumpy don’t just go at it right here. Holy shit when did semi hot office mate/production bitch get in? She has a lot of freckles. Oh man I hope I don’t get wood. Huh, I am looking at a nice set of tits and I am not getting wood. Shit, I CANT get wood. That can’t be good.

    Sure I want a smoke, I haven’t turned anything else down tonight. It is slowing things down a bit. God I feel like shit, do we have any more? No? Fuck.

    Sleep isn’t coming but I am laying down now. I am in what stump calls his studio. Later he actually works in it and makes a movie and does all kinds of great things with it, but at the time it really was just a place for a bunch of us to bang on drums and strut around pretending we knew how to play. Not tonight. Tonight speakers cast weird shadows. Production bitch is laying next to me. I want to hold her. God knows it would feel soooo good. The wife sure as hell won’t care. But I have made enough bad choices today. I close my eyes.

    PUUUURPLE

    PPPPUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPLLLLE

    PURPLE!!!!!

    Purple

    Stump keeps yelling this to us from his overstuffed chair in the corner. I feel like death. I want death. Everything hurts. My lungs really hurt. I can’t believe I smoked a pack. Never again.

    That was Ten years ago. Haven’t touched em’ since."

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    Did you just quote yourself, literary genius?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tippster View Post
    Did you just quote yourself, literary genius?
    yeah, I felt a bit odd about it at first until I realized my new "aw fuck it" attitude towards life prevented me from having anything resembling humility or shame.

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    Quote Originally Posted by frozenwater View Post
    PUUUURPLE

    PPPPUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPLLLLE

    PURPLE!!!!!

    Purple
    Quote Originally Posted by powder11 View Post
    if you have to resort to taking advice from the nitwits on this forum, then you're doomed.

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    I'll say it again...

    You out Huntered Hunter with that one. Kind of quality post that seems to be scarce these days. Brings back some fine and not so fine memories.

    Awesome account
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    Quote Originally Posted by frozenwater View Post
    Stoke.

    That's what I like best about being on this forum. I used to provide a lot more stoke than I do know. I have always loved the vids and pics, but it is the trip reports I like best. Scratch that, it is the great writing that occasionally bubbles to the surface here I like best.

    I don't have anything of the sort. But I do have hazy memories of a crazier time.
    Sir, I beg to differ. You have provided WAY more than your fair share of padded room stoke, with your, ahem, trip reports of a unique sort.
    "fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
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    "everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy

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    I wouldn't call that misspent at all
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    That actually sounds like my late teens, 20s and 30s. Would have carried on into my 40s if it was for the mingin wife and the gd kids. Of, and the dot com collapse and 911 and the credit crisis and Obama and oh fuckit I'm going out for a pack of smoke and an eight ball...

    Seriously though- love all of that stream of consciousness drug addled psycho babble. Pretty much majored in it in college. Just knew I wasn't going to make enough dough writing it to support the habits required to produce it
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    its all been done Larry think outside the box ... straight is the new stoned
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    Good read but I don't know if I'd call it stoke. Stoke would have ended with more titties, less regret.
    "All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring."

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    Took me a while to figure out who the production girl/office mate was/is. I fear that is proof that I am getting old.

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    My Never Again's usually lasted about three days on most things.

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    I just read that again. It is better the second time around.
    "fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
    "She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
    "everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy

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    Quote Originally Posted by The Reverend Floater View Post
    Good read but I don't know if I'd call it stoke. Stoke would have ended with more titties, less regret.
    A truer statement couldn't have been made. But I got tired of typing about titties. old hat.

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    Quote Originally Posted by The Suit View Post
    Took me a while to figure out who the production girl/office mate was/is. I fear that is proof that I am getting old.
    If you guessed "hottate" then you won!

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    I think it was Kush.

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