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from the inebriated

NOTE: This is just a brief compilation of inside jokes spawned by the respective stoners. So obviously, a lot of this isn't going to make any sense if you weren't involved.

"Go away, old man sprinkler!"
  -Michelle (getting interrupted by a sprinkler attack on her car during a hot-box session)

"I'm hungry."
  -Everyone

"Michelle, your boyfriend's like, gay."
  -Pam

"What was that? Oh, sorry... thought you said 'Pills.'"
  -Joey

Pam:"Holy shit! What is that?!"
Michelle:"Dude! Where?"
Pam:"Over there, man."
Michelle:"Yeah, what is it?"
Pam:"I dunno, man. I'm still trying to figure it out."
-Pam playing mind games with Michelle, purposely diverting her attention to a non-existant decoy as she's pilfering french fries from Michelle's In-n-out meal.

"God! Those guys keep on coming! What kinda circus car did they drive??"
  -Pam

"Don't take a whizz on an electric fence!"
-Pam (advice everyone should live by)

Michelle: "I really wish those pigs would go away."
Pam:"Man, I really wish my beer wasn't in the trash."
Sometimes, wishes just don't come true.


"I'd like to call a special session for the joint commitee."
  -Pam (the only thing acquired from American Civics)

"I put down the weed and picked up a beer. Where the hell were you?!"
-Michelle

"We're a Chris-sandwich with a side of Jeff!"
-Michelle and Pam

Tyler: "We're like smokin' tampons!"
Michelle: "Dude, it's just the papers!"
Tyler: "I can almost taste that not so fresh feeling."

-Tyler and Michelle smoking a tampon paper joint.
As expected, the thought was too much for Tyler and he dropped out early.
It's not exactly a zig-zag

Got hash?

"Michelle, you're like Jesus!"
 -Pam

"Hmm, 'hotbox,' huh? Gotta remember that one."
  -Mr. Beach (American civics teacher)

"Marijuana's not a drug! I used to suck cock for crack! Now that's an addiction!"
  -Bob Saget (proving his point in a re-hab scene from 'Half-Baked')

"Yeah, man. She's stoned... where have you been?"
 -Pam

"Dude... maybe she like, ATE her!"
 -Justin

"Michelle... it's like a metropolitan city!"  -Pam (describing an unpacked bowl)

"Is that a shroom in your sock or are you just happy to see me?"  -Pam

"Holy shit! My face is on fire!"  -Laura

"Blue moon!"  -Chris

"He didn't look 14!"  -Michelle

Pam and Michelle:"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Pam:"Shit."
Pam and Michelle:"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Pam:"Shit."
Pam and Michelle:"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Pam:"Ha!"
Michelle:"Shit."
- Pam and Michelle in a competitive drinking game

"...cherry stand!"
  -Olivia (in a weak attempt to complete a rhyming couplet)

"Hey! Clockstoppers!"
 -Michelle

"No burritos, only tacos, no!"
 -Michelle and Pam

"I love sex! Hell, yeah I do!"
 -Laura (expressing her enthusiasm for her favorite pasttime)

"Cash it, mash it."
 -Olivia (another once of her attempts at rhyming)

"Olivia, you excrete a lot of gas when you're inebriated."
  -Michelle

"We should get him nipple clamps!"
  -Liz (referring to Laura's masochistic rubber duck)


Michelle:"I'd so fail a drug test... I'd urinate pure THC crystals."
Laura:"Fuck, yeah! I'd piss out smoke!"
Michelle:"Dude. So instead of urine tests, they'd have like, 'smoke testing?'"
Laura:"Ha, the docs would be all, 'Yep, the results are positive. Fuckin' stoners."
Michelle:"Dude, then all our bodily wastes would in the form of smoke."
Laura:"What if we could sweat, shit, cough and spit smoke?"
Michelle:"Then we'd be royally fucked."
-Michelle and Laura (engaging in a hypothetical conversation based on anatomical conditions caused by overconsumption of weed)
Don't piss THC!

Smoke Out Sound

What's the best smoke-out song?

'One Love' Bob Marley
'Smoke 2 Joints' Sublime
'Kronic 2001' Dr. Dre
'Who's got the Herb?' 311
I don't listen to music when I'm high



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Saturday April 20th, 2002
Four twenty comes once a year,
Make sure you don't forget.
Collect your friends, your weed, your pipes,
And bongs and then you're set.
No need for troubles, just mellow fun, Just cut that herb and roll,
Got some worries? Ok, no problem,
Just sit back and light a bowl.
Relax and enjoy your trip,
That's what it's all about,
We come together once a year,
For a fuckin' big smoke-out!

(I know you like my cheesy poem!)



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