STOP Being Amazed by tripping!

Poem by: Math You All In Payne...
Intro: Life hurts me sometimes...
Stop being amazed by tripping. You're stupid. Stop being amazed by tripping. You broke a chair and fell on the ground last night at 2:30 in the morning looking like a complete idiot. Stop being amazed by tripping. You're gay. Stop being amazed by tripping. What is more amazing? Stop being amazed by tripping. I was done with that by 17. Stop being amazed by tripping...You have rendered yourself incapable.
Stay the fuck away from my car.



whoah this is liek soooooooo trippy man

^You after talking your friends fuckin ear off about how hard you're tripping. What a loser. We're all laughing at you.

^_^!!! WOOT MOTHER FUCKER! TOOW! !!!^_^
"Wher's jimmy man?"

I found Jimmy. I rolled Jimmy. I smoked Jimmy.
Hallucinogenics are key to losing all sense of reality...and respect. Sure, Jimmy Page did it man! But, now hold up their baby Jimmy's in training. Their is too many blotters and not enough people! It's time to go...where no cheap-sk8 has ever gone b4. Ace Hardware. For garden tools? No siiiiir. Tisk tisk. We're going to Ace for the Morning Glory seeds! Yes, the fun and exciting hours of intense nazzziea....Make sure you have...

• Head phones. To drown out your repetitive friend who wants you to know how hard he is tripping...man.
• Chips. (Most likely you'll be wanting McButter Ranch chips from McDonnaldz.) Chips not yet invented by man yet, yet.
• Gallon milk jug refilled with Orange Juice and a whole bottle of 512 mg of Vitamin C so you can shit your ass off till 6 in the morning watching a spelling b on ESPN while tripping and you cannot come down till you go into work the next day at Target only to fold clothes for 7.50 an hour. Your are a teenage piece of shit my fine sir. You are a teenage piece of work. You are on your way to becoming a live action retired trip star.
• Planet Earth, the complete series.
  

Some hustlers are trap stars...and would shove crack rocks into their own asshole...Not washing their little hustler hands. You are a trip star... and could go for a nice glass of bananaroo, the softer side of NIN, and Radiohead.
Oh, and blotters being stuffing into your butt doesn't have the same affect as crack rocks wrapped in plastic. Remember that...or don't and have the ride of your life. Or the ride of the blotters life. 6 Million things to stuff...choose one.
When Jeezy said that he merged from the crack smoke...Well, you merged from your moms hippy vagina.
Some of you don't even realize how you're destined to be long haired pot smoking Unitarian mother or father that is used to being forced to watch Broke Back Mountain with your Wino of a wife. You have now been destined to fail. Warning. Ship is crashing in 10 point 5 years.

I think you need to get the Planet Earth out for this one dog. Listen, I'm gunna need about 16 OZ of Mcbutter Ranch potato deep friend chips. But, are you REALLY going to need all that? Are you even hungry at all? What IS food...and more importantly WHY is it here on planet earth?

See, you have already been had by a live action retired trip star. Over the years of dealing with myself drooling and sometimes actually eating bark off a tree, iv come to realize that tripping (although funny and usually educational) can lead to bad things. Hell, what happened to the days of stealing packs of triple diple C's and stuffing 12 to 16 of then in my stomach just so i could enjoy Led Zeppelinz THAT much more. As, a live action retired trip star...I want it back to be honest. The life of no perception of time. No sense of where...the fuck you are dude. Because how many honests can we really have here? Don't lie. Lets say we all had......Anyway. If you treat them good then you'll be okay. But, they will always be with you. Poor kids treat them wrong the first time and dont know how to unlock the madness. Poor guy. Little buddy. Your so on your own.

"Huh...Where am i?"
"Um, sir you were found in a Walmart parking lot trying to close yourself in with shopping carts. You are now in Wake Med, and once your condition has shown improvement then we can move you into Holly Hill."

Yea, see...You're a royal fuck up now...cant even hold down a job without flipping out and heading to the supply room for 'thumb tacks' but really your in there shoving blotters up your ass -Due to your recent tango with the law, you found that sticking them...IS THE WAY TO GO. Way to go buddy. Just look at you...Do you another one. Just dont be around me, fucker.


You are worthless.
Can i get a hit of that dude? THAT IS ALL.


The Jimmy.