Re: Some earthy advice from my gran


haggis wrote:
Good grief, you two. . . So much to point at and ridicule here.


1. I love the DIY and clean-em-up shows, too. Doesn't seem to help me
with my own issues, but there's something therapeutic in seeing someone
else's home in so much worse shape than mine. I feel gypped for having
missed the hookah kid. You know, I can recall seeing hookahs sold in
actual furniture stores as exotic knick knack-type accessories (probably
right beside the lava lamps--of which I still have several). I'm sure
there's a precedent these people could use to explain their possession
of it (as long as it doesn't have that telltale sludge around the water
line. . .) Hell, if they could bust you for simple paraphernalia, I know
people they'd have to bust for vast assortments of odd, household items.
In college, I knew guys who could make a bong out of anything from a
carrot to a soda can and 30 feet of straws from the cafeteria! (LMAO--I
think one of them is now a doctor on my account. . .)

One I used to type for was growing it in his basement and got busted by
the neighbors.

2. The innocent Iowan act doesn't fly.

This is the only thing I AM innocent about. I just wasn't around dope
because, as I stated previously, my brothers threatened to kill anyone
who might introduce me to such things - they kept a very close eye on
me--until I found a way around that, and dated my oldest brother's best
friend, and he let his guard down...but DD is still the best thing that
happened to me, so it all turned out okay). Ha

I know they raised the drinking age since I lived there, but I betcha anything a 9th grade girl can
still walk into any bar in a college town and be served hard liquor. IA
was also always a hub for headbangers and I don't suppose weed's any
harder to get than it was back in the day. Did you happen to grow up in
a convent, you poor, sheltered thing?

See above - and I know what you mean about the booze. When I was
dating my ex, he didn't have his ID with him, but he was 21, so he
couldn't buy beer. He got in the car, handed me the money, and sent me
in. I bought it no problem. I was 16.

3. Hookah bars are springing up all over here, too. Not sure why kids
are still so dumb they think smoking is cool. Of course, a lot of them
are also spending big bucks at the oxygen bar--probably thinking they
cancel each other out.

Oxygen bars - are these something that popped up in your state for
those headless drivers you keep talking about? Do they offer blue
pills, a shot of oxygen, and defibrillators for those who might need
them later?

4. I thought I was pretty sharp on my Cheech & Chong, but I can't for
the life of me figure out what they have to do with my original
scatalogical reference. Could this be early dementia? Perhaps my wild
youth has caught up to me. . .

You started this thread talking about ***. Think "dogchit." Looooks
like dogchit...smells like dogchit... ???

5. Crap. All these digressions made me forget the rest of what I was
going to snicker at. I suppose I should just give up, pour myself a big,
ol' White Russian for nostalgia's sake and see if I can't find Cash in
the Attic or Changing Rooms at this time of day.

For boring, good girls, you certainly are a bad influence. <G>

Are you out of batteries again? lol Now that I have been the subject
of Haggis' wrath, am I officially a pissant now? <GGG> Or do I have
to tell her to FO for the poor, sheltered comment?

D.




dianne7619@xxxxxxxxx wrote:
Illegal - nope, never did any of it. Oh, wait, I did drink beer before
I was of legal age, so I guess I did. <G>

LizzieB. wrote:

<sigh> I have never done an illegal substance in my life (or the two
big legal ones, either) and yet...

I know this stuff. And you don't...why????

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