These are some stories I wrote on a trip.
Well as some of you may or may not know....or even care to know.
I used to be a real big tripper..anytime I could get my hands on the stuff, I would
down it as quick as I got it. I just love the stuff to death. Anymore I've slowed
down, not for health reasons or anything stupid like that, just cause I've done it
enough that if you tapped my spine...you could get enough acid to make the entire city of
Chicago to trip.....While on my many excursions I found that my thoughts were
to complicated to remember when I finally sobered up. So I wrote most of them down.
In to what you see before you. My trippin stories. Have fun, and if you get confused.
Don't worry. It happens to the best of us.
8-ty four
Who Sold Me Carrots?
Hop, Wink, and be Happy
Happy go Lucky
To Compose A Heart
Red Crayons
How Dooooooo You Do?
Oh Me! Oh Me Again
Hippy Crap
Beware
Take a Trip With Me
The Skids
Copy Rights
Ant
Gum Is a Word That Sounds Like Tree
Camp Fire
Sheep
Ouch
E.R.
Please
Times they are a Changing
Ode to Jed
Sickness
Email: hippiefreak34@angelfire.com