Live Stoners Current Live Stoner Gossip July 2018

[bushmasterar15]

Morning Bushy

Good morning @Mossy

 

[Mossy]

[HASHTAG]#rechargeyourbowls[/HASHTAG] spot......3 back to back tracks to fill your bowl to....

 

[Mossy]

Good morning @Mossy

Must be about your bed time huh...?

 

[Mossy]

 

[bushmasterar15]

Must be about your bed time huh...?

It's getting close even thou I probably could've went to bed about 5hrs ago

 

[Mossy]

It's getting close even thou I probably could've went to bed about 5hrs ago

Poor Bushy ..insomnia is a Curse.

There is a stash box and coffee in the staff room when you are ready..........cheers for doing the night shift...

The rest of the staff are putting the christmas decorations up...I'll give you a Pass on it....



Too Soon...?......

 

[bushmasterar15]

 

[bushmasterar15]

The rest of the staff are putting the christmas decorations up...I'll give you a Pass on it....

Too Soon...?......

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
The creatures were all stirring, even the computer mouse
Pipes were being filled, joints rolled with care
In hopes that a good buzz soon would be there.

The mistletoe and flowering buds were all hung
A golden retriever was licking up crumbs with her tongue
And while I was sampling some cannabis sweets
Some late arrivals stole the last empty seats.

We passed around joints, pipes, bongs and bottle tokes
Sharing and celebrating with other cannabis loving folks
We shared memories and reminisced happy times
And even recited some silly poetry rhymes.

One guest gave a heartwarming speech
Another did a perfect impression of Cheech
He sounded just like him - I swear
I laughed so hard I fell out of my chair!

The mood was festive and light
The laughter contagious the whole night
A good time was had by all
Especially the man that had the Budderking ball.

For those who haven't tried it
It only takes just a tiny hit
To send you higher than you've ever been
Showing you a world that you've never seen.

Being that high just felt so good
I knew that we all understood
That we're a culture of our own
And we are far from alone.

The guests that partook of the fine herb
Came from cities, towns and suburbs
They owned businesses, held PhD.'s and other degrees
And made it look like they did it all with ease.

Potheads have created a culture so completely diverse
That you'd think no one would be able to converse
But that's the magic of Mary Jane
So alluring is her domain.

She brings us all together, united as one
With a core of compassion that can't be outdone
She opens hearts and minds all over the earth
While enhancing the senses we've had since birth.

Marijuana, cannabis, pot or weed
Call it what you want, there are those in need
It is life saving medicine to the ones that suffer
The only remedy that can make them tougher.

Christmas is a time for rejoicing and giving
No matter how much we make for a living.
It is a time to give, to show that we care
And for reaching out to others, no matter where.

And so it was, on that special eve
While others were waiting for what Santa might leave
That we were gathered together that night
To do what we felt was right.

We pooled together all of our pot
Then split it evenly, the whole stinky lot
We made up gift bags and delivered them by sleigh
To people that needed it for keeping pain at bay.

As we returned to the house after spreading our cheer
I looked at my friends around me and shed a tear
I was so grateful to know them, such a compassionate bunch
That I felt like my heart had been given a punch.

We did a good deed that warmed our hearts
And left us knowing that we had done our parts
We broke the law not caring a whit
About consequences or any such shit.

We showed in our efforts how much we love
This wonderful culture that we're a part of
What we did, harmed not a soul
Relieving pain was our only goal.

At the end of the night, as we all said good-bye
I saw a shooting star that disappeared in the blink of an eye
But I closed my eyes and made a wish real quick
I didn't even have to pick.

I knew right away what I would wish for
Without even having to think a little more
I wished for all cannabis lovers to have as much weed
As they could ever possibly need!

When I opened my eyes, I smiled big and wide
The happiness in my heart impossible to hide
So I said, "Merry Christmas to all and have a good night,
And may all your joints be rolled just right!"

 

[bushmasterar15]

 

[Mossy]

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
The creatures were all stirring, even the computer mouse
Pipes were being filled, joints rolled with care
In hopes that a good buzz soon would be there.

The mistletoe and flowering buds were all hung
A golden retriever was licking up crumbs with her tongue
And while I was sampling some cannabis sweets
Some late arrivals stole the last empty seats.

We passed around joints, pipes, bongs and bottle tokes
Sharing and celebrating with other cannabis loving folks
We shared memories and reminisced happy times
And even recited some silly poetry rhymes.

One guest gave a heartwarming speech
Another did a perfect impression of Cheech
He sounded just like him - I swear
I laughed so hard I fell out of my chair!

The mood was festive and light
The laughter contagious the whole night
A good time was had by all
Especially the man that had the Budderking ball.

For those who haven't tried it
It only takes just a tiny hit
To send you higher than you've ever been
Showing you a world that you've never seen.

Being that high just felt so good
I knew that we all understood
That we're a culture of our own
And we are far from alone.

The guests that partook of the fine herb
Came from cities, towns and suburbs
They owned businesses, held PhD.'s and other degrees
And made it look like they did it all with ease.

Potheads have created a culture so completely diverse
That you'd think no one would be able to converse
But that's the magic of Mary Jane
So alluring is her domain.

She brings us all together, united as one
With a core of compassion that can't be outdone
She opens hearts and minds all over the earth
While enhancing the senses we've had since birth.

Marijuana, cannabis, pot or weed
Call it what you want, there are those in need
It is life saving medicine to the ones that suffer
The only remedy that can make them tougher.

Christmas is a time for rejoicing and giving
No matter how much we make for a living.
It is a time to give, to show that we care
And for reaching out to others, no matter where.

And so it was, on that special eve
While others were waiting for what Santa might leave
That we were gathered together that night
To do what we felt was right.

We pooled together all of our pot
Then split it evenly, the whole stinky lot
We made up gift bags and delivered them by sleigh
To people that needed it for keeping pain at bay.

As we returned to the house after spreading our cheer
I looked at my friends around me and shed a tear
I was so grateful to know them, such a compassionate bunch
That I felt like my heart had been given a punch.

We did a good deed that warmed our hearts
And left us knowing that we had done our parts
We broke the law not caring a whit
About consequences or any such shit.

We showed in our efforts how much we love
This wonderful culture that we're a part of
What we did, harmed not a soul
Relieving pain was our only goal.

At the end of the night, as we all said good-bye
I saw a shooting star that disappeared in the blink of an eye
But I closed my eyes and made a wish real quick
I didn't even have to pick.

I knew right away what I would wish for
Without even having to think a little more
I wished for all cannabis lovers to have as much weed
As they could ever possibly need!

When I opened my eyes, I smiled big and wide
The happiness in my heart impossible to hide
So I said, "Merry Christmas to all and have a good night,
And may all your joints be rolled just right!"

[HASHTAG]#gobushy[/HASHTAG]