Well, you know that photo blog? Here's another one. Click on images then click on it again to enlarge it. Some would call that double clicking, but you have to wait for the page to load. Or squint a lot.
If the people that lived in that house saw this they'd be pissed. Actually, they'd be too stoned to be pissed. (Of course, considering the amount of drink they take in they'd be pissed now!)*
Why the hell is it so hard to focus something well when you're staring into light? Oh yeah BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING BLINDED! The loss of eye sight was worth it IMO, of course now i can't appreciate the beauty of the photo. Oops.
You might think it's strange that I'm repeatedly showing this photo, but it's to demonstrate what it looks like through their eyes; when you're tripping the world's constantly changing!
Okay, this is probably illegal. Not taking the photo, but writing "Foolz" on somebody's front wall.
As you can see they're finally beginning to build roads in Australia. I'm not a fan of it. I saw a car going past yesterday and almost had a heart attack at its speed. It must've been doing at least 50!
Red and Blue. What you can't see is me prying open the car's caboose with a crow bar. The car alarm didn't go off. Take that progress! There was LSD inside. It must've belonged to the people in that house.
HOLY CRAP! A FREAKING LASER JUST DROVE PAST! What the hell was in that LSD? It's not meant to make you see **** like that!
Bad trip, man, bad trip! I can see a freaking ghost, and it's not like those normal ghosts, it's a possum, and I'm like I thought only people could be ghosts cause only people can go to heaven, and then like it disappeared and I thought that maybe it was a midget, and then liked I swallowed my tongue.
OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I'm freaking out! I can taste my own tongue, and it tasted like progress. I think I'm going to vomit!
Oh God! Oh Man! Oh God! Oh Man! It's getting darker, and he's getting more visible. Oh Jesus (forgive me father!) he must be possessing me!
I can feel him inside my body, and he's, and he's...Oh God no!
What the hell was that? Is that an angel? Am I dead, oh God!
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*I'm just kidding! I don't know these people. This isn't slander because it isn't true! Or is that what makes it slander?
P.S. I posted this blog using the arm rest of a leather arm chair as my mouse pad. Next time I will use your mother's bareback, and I will do so bareback. (It's kinda hard to use a mouse with a condom on it.)