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2017-07-13 at 7:08 PM UTCWasp Sugar/Weed Smoker, experiment with this and tell us the results. It's perfect for you:
Originally posted by Malice Cannabinoid-induced tolerance is associated with a CB1 receptor G protein coupling switch that is prevented by ultra-low dose rimonabant (2007)
https://www.reddit.com/r/DrugNerds/comments/6mybk3/cannabinoidinduced_tolerance_is_associated_with_a/?st=j52pvc6w&sh=6c99cd4d
See? I was right. I can't remember how long ago I posted about this idea.
It's indeed available on the private market.
We could have been avoiding tolerance this entire time, and it only requires an ultra-low dose (Rimonabant is affordable to begin with, this only makes it cheaper.) that doesn't interfere with the effects. -
2017-07-13 at 7:16 PM UTC
Originally posted by Malice Wasp Sugar/Weed Smoker, experiment with this and tell us the results. It's perfect for you:
That doesn't seem like a good idea.
My tolerance bounces around, I smoke usually 4-5 bowls every evening and only the first one gets me really high of course. Later in the night I've been topping the bowls with kief so I can feel something. Changing up the strains helps so I usually buy two strains at a time and always tuck a little bit away from previous pickups. -
2017-07-13 at 7:22 PM UTC
Originally posted by Captain Falcon Also, OP can't inb4.
What the hell is this supposed to mean?
How long are you going to keep up this shitposting schtick? What are you getting out of it, exactly? Btw, I'm not mad or even mildly annoyed; I just think you're being kind of a dick. Actually, I shouldn't even respond to you, since I'd be feeding you - but I figured since I'm here, since I'm bored - and since you wrote something bizarre (quoted above), I'd give it a whirl. -
2017-07-13 at 7:30 PM UTC
Originally posted by twistquest What the hell is this supposed to mean?
How long are you going to keep up this shitposting schtick? What are you getting out of it, exactly? Btw, I'm not mad or even mildly annoyed; I just think you're being kind of a dick. Actually, I shouldn't even respond to you, since I'd be feeding you - but I figured since I'm here, since I'm bored - and since you wrote something bizarre (quoted above), I'd give it a whirl.
Someone who has made a post cannot invoke inb4 for something pertaining to their post.
And I will keep expressing my absolute disinterest in reading these posts until you learn how to write. Because being able to diarrheate out 600 lines of bullshit is not the same thing as writing well.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-13 at 8:05 PM UTC
Originally posted by Captain Falcon Someone who has made a post cannot invoke inb4 for something pertaining to their post.
Lol, that's not what I did. It was just a humorous statement based on extremely mild annoyance.
Originally posted by Captain Falcon And I will keep expressing my absolute disinterest in reading these posts until you learn how to write. Because being able to diarrheate out 600 lines of bullshit is not the same thing as writing well.
While I'm not saying I'm a great writer, there's a difference between what I'm doing and someone who is writing a long-winded wall of text over 3000 characters to explain something (rather than spacing it out in paragraphs), with multiple value judgments technically irrelevant to what they're specifically describing that are uninteresting to most people.
You stating that I don't know how to write seems to be based off of your opinion; annoyance over walls of text that you don't care about - you prefer posts that are far more concise, and drive a point home quicker. While you're certainly entitled to your opinion, you seem to be expressing it as fact, saying I don't know how to write just because I don't have a writing style that is tolerable to you. Also keep in mind that I'm talking about relatively complicated subjects, which require more text and paragraphs. If I was "diarrheating several lines of bullshit" as you put it, I'd be talking about why Donald Trump is unqualified to be president (let alone, be able to run a campaign) because he's a celebrity and has a certain skin tone that makes him look like an oompa loompa, and then go into precise detail about the latest shit that I took and how much it hurt. (That didn't happen and I don't have that exact reasoning about Donald Trump, btw, just for those on here who tend to take things literally). You know, stuff that has no substance. Except I'm not doing that, I have valid questions for people about things that are of concern to me, which require a lot of text for the point to be driven through.
That statement you just made not only makes you look like an asshole, but an idiot as well. Not saying you're both, but you look like both here. (Although, you do come across as an asshole judging from your posts) -
2017-07-13 at 8:38 PM UTC
Originally posted by Kinkou He's doing really good actually. Lol. As long as I keep taking him to all his appointments he is good. Shit he is only like 60 and that side of the fam typically lives to 105.
My father died at age 50.
He wanted to die... He'd been in chronic pain since the age of 4. Chronic Kidney stones that coudn't be passed they were so large and so hard (cystine stones, they did studies at Johns Hopkins most of his childhood), he got so sick of the surgeries, the time to recover, being harder to recover as he got older, doctor's lying about shit, causing him more suffering with never really fixing the problem and doing more damage on top.... He didn't want to live a life dependent on opiates, but like for me, it's this or 24/7 suffering that never stops, fuck, even when you do have meds, unless you go balls to the walls with shit, you still have pain, just the edge gets bumped off. If my pain were as simple as toughing out withdrawals for fuck 3 months, I fucking would... I dont want this constant stress to come up with money for it... God, it's such a catch 22... my life is tied to it to be able to function just semi-normal, but it makes my life that much harder... I got burnt on a kilo order, seized by customs that really fucked me around... put me here, with other people helping along the way. He was lucky for a while makign good money... best years of our lives... drugs, money, my daddy engaging to educate me every fucking day, picking me up from dumb ass shit in school to take me somewhere cool, like a museum, since he knew I hated going on school field trips, and we'd go somewhere different every week, along with going to the zoo every fucking week- at least, sometimes more often than that- He spent his life always trying to teach me something, reading to me or with me, telling me cool fucking stories to which he wa the best fuckign story teller under the sun, and he attributed a lot to this to when he'd get a sight "nod" and be able to go off in space and "relay back" these stories he'd pick up "through the cosmos"... trippy and cool... it was really special... I really got spoiled growing p, back in those days,... my fahter's step father was the only grandfather I ever knew or really had, he spoiled the fuck outta me too... I got taken to private chatholic school when I was in pre-school in a Limousine, came over in a convertible corvette, painted with my name down the side, professionally painted... or the 36FT Motorhome he got, because he didn't want me to have to use "nasty" public restrooms when I was a toddler and we'd make long trips to F or back to MD, and around to West Virginia, Virginia, Delaware, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio... He was a used car dealer so we went to auctions and stock-car races all the time.
He worked 16 hour days, got broken up, worked understaffed, always did nice shit for the guys he over-saw, in a supervisor position (He'd bring beer when he knew some guys were getting off and would always ask what they liked, like their favorite beer, even if it was normally they drank cheaper shit because of the price, he'd buy a 12-24 pack depending and drop it off to them, or like one dude restored old farm tractors, so he'd pick him up these antique farm equipment magazines costing anywhere from 3$ to 10$ and this was in the late 90's, so they were pretty pricey for then even but they were big thick, giiant 3"thick magazine sized books lol I know because I'd be sent in the store to buy them when I went to work with my dad, or like this one dude drank sprite, or coke, or whatever was the soda of choice, and my dad would buy cases and keep them with him all the time with a cooler to keep them cold and bring them out to jobs and shit, or sometimes he'd buy lunch for everyone, get subs, or fuck, if he was working with a crew and they had lunch (sometimes not) he'd either go get, or take out the guys and pay for everything to get really good subs sandwhiches and shit... one time, our neighbor, whom he'd grown up with all his life, guy was like 4 years older though than my dad, he was a body builder who shot H and steroids, he couldn't cop one day so my dad gave him 120, an entire script of dilaudid 4 mg tablets, and he fucking flipped, never shooting dillys before, he wanted more of those because of the rush lmfao, but my dad lied and never even told him he was shooting or doing shit like that... he kept that shit on the DL and was fucking good at it too, my dad was super paranoid, but kept all his secrets underwraps and nobody found out due to his diligence at keeping shit hidden, disposed of, and cleanliness regarding it, where my mother lacked this so hard despite having sharps container for her morphine pump... point is my father was an awesome guy to everyone he fucking worked with, or who needed help. He gave the shirt off his back to people before, not even joking. My father was most giving person when he had it to give.
The war on drugs stole the last decade of my father's life in having any true quality, and ultimately was a huge part in why he died so young... Make's me sick... fucking nobody thinks of the victims like him, of the fucking war on drugs... the people truly suffering. Those are the people who get fucked the hardest. The people who wanna be legit, and manage their pain and function... but they gotta jump through their fucking hoops of fire just to be under medicated anymore... it's disgusting.
He gave up living and just wanted to die at the end and stop suffering. He looked forward and invited death. It's fucking sad it was like this... he didn't want to do the bullshit and keep trying any longer... and i don't blame him for how he suffered. He was proud of me for not seeing the lies and believing the "scocial norms" associated with the propaganda thrown in our faces by the same people, pushing their fucking moral agenda on everyone else. Fuck doctors... -
2017-07-13 at 8:41 PM UTC
Originally posted by twistquest Lol, that's not what I did. It was just a humorous statement based on extremely mild annoyance.
While I'm not saying I'm a great writer, there's a difference between what I'm doing and someone who is writing a long-winded wall of text over 3000 characters to explain something (rather than spacing it out in paragraphs), with multiple value judgments technically irrelevant to what they're specifically describing that are uninteresting to most people.
You stating that I don't know how to write seems to be based off of your opinion; annoyance over walls of text that you don't care about - you prefer posts that are far more concise, and drive a point home quicker. While you're certainly entitled to your opinion, you seem to be expressing it as fact, saying I don't know how to write just because I don't have a writing style that is tolerable to you. Also keep in mind that I'm talking about relatively complicated subjects, which require more text and paragraphs. If I was "diarrheating several lines of bullshit" as you put it, I'd be talking about why Donald Trump is unqualified to be president (let alone, be able to run a campaign) because he's a celebrity and has a certain skin tone that makes him look like an oompa loompa, and then go into precise detail about the latest shit that I took and how much it hurt. (That didn't happen and I don't have that exact reasoning about Donald Trump, btw, just for those on here who tend to take things literally). You know, stuff that has no substance. Except I'm not doing that, I have valid questions for people about things that are of concern to me, which require a lot of text for the point to be driven through.
That statement you just made not only makes you look like an asshole, but an idiot as well. Not saying you're both, but you look like both here. (Although, you do come across as an asshole judging from your posts)
Didn't read because the writing is shit starting line 2.
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2017-07-13 at 8:42 PM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone My father died at age 50.
He wanted to die… He'd been in chronic pain since the age of 4. Chronic Kidney stones that coudn't be passed they were so large and so hard (cystine stones, they did studies at Johns Hopkins most of his childhood), he got so sick of the surgeries, the time to recover, being harder to recover as he got older, doctor's lying about shit, causing him more suffering with never really fixing the problem and doing more damage on top…. He didn't want to live a life dependent on opiates, but like for me, it's this or 24/7 suffering that never stops, fuck, even when you do have meds, unless you go balls to the walls with shit, you still have pain, just the edge gets bumped off. If my pain were as simple as toughing out withdrawals for fuck 3 months, I fucking would… I dont want this constant stress to come up with money for it… God, it's such a catch 22… my life is tied to it to be able to function just semi-normal, but it makes my life that much harder… I got burnt on a kilo order, seized by customs that really fucked me around… put me here, with other people helping along the way. He was lucky for a while makign good money… best years of our lives… drugs, money, my daddy engaging to educate me every fucking day, picking me up from dumb ass shit in school to take me somewhere cool, like a museum, since he knew I hated going on school field trips, and we'd go somewhere different every week, along with going to the zoo every fucking week- at least, sometimes more often than that- He spent his life always trying to teach me something, reading to me or with me, telling me cool fucking stories to which he wa the best fuckign story teller under the sun, and he attributed a lot to this to when he'd get a sight "nod" and be able to go off in space and "relay back" these stories he'd pick up "through the cosmos"… trippy and cool… it was really special… I really got spoiled growing p, back in those days,… my fahter's step father was the only grandfather I ever knew or really had, he spoiled the fuck outta me too… I got taken to private chatholic school when I was in pre-school in a Limousine, came over in a convertible corvette, painted with my name down the side, professionally painted… or the 36FT Motorhome he got, because he didn't want me to have to use "nasty" public restrooms when I was a toddler and we'd make long trips to F or back to MD, and around to West Virginia, Virginia, Delaware, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio… He was a used car dealer so we went to auctions and stock-car races all the time.
He worked 16 hour days, got broken up, worked understaffed, always did nice shit for the guys he over-saw, in a supervisor position (He'd bring beer when he knew some guys were getting off and would always ask what they liked, like their favorite beer, even if it was normally they drank cheaper shit because of the price, he'd buy a 12-24 pack depending and drop it off to them, or like one dude restored old farm tractors, so he'd pick him up these antique farm equipment magazines costing anywhere from 3$ to 10$ and this was in the late 90's, so they were pretty pricey for then even but they were big thick, giiant 3"thick magazine sized books lol I know because I'd be sent in the store to buy them when I went to work with my dad, or like this one dude drank sprite, or coke, or whatever was the soda of choice, and my dad would buy cases and keep them with him all the time with a cooler to keep them cold and bring them out to jobs and shit, or sometimes he'd buy lunch for everyone, get subs, or fuck, if he was working with a crew and they had lunch (sometimes not) he'd either go get, or take out the guys and pay for everything to get really good subs sandwhiches and shit… one time, our neighbor, whom he'd grown up with all his life, guy was like 4 years older though than my dad, he was a body builder who shot H and steroids, he couldn't cop one day so my dad gave him 120, an entire script of dilaudid 4 mg tablets, and he fucking flipped, never shooting dillys before, he wanted more of those because of the rush lmfao, but my dad lied and never even told him he was shooting or doing shit like that… he kept that shit on the DL and was fucking good at it too, my dad was super paranoid, but kept all his secrets underwraps and nobody found out due to his diligence at keeping shit hidden, disposed of, and cleanliness regarding it, where my mother lacked this so hard despite having sharps container for her morphine pump… point is my father was an awesome guy to everyone he fucking worked with, or who needed help. He gave the shirt off his back to people before, not even joking. My father was most giving person when he had it to give.
The war on drugs stole the last decade of my father's life in having any true quality, and ultimately was a huge part in why he died so young… Make's me sick… fucking nobody thinks of the victims like him, of the fucking war on drugs… the people truly suffering. Those are the people who get fucked the hardest. The people who wanna be legit, and manage their pain and function… but they gotta jump through their fucking hoops of fire just to be under medicated anymore… it's disgusting.
He gave up living and just wanted to die at the end and stop suffering. He looked forward and invited death. It's fucking sad it was like this… he didn't want to do the bullshit and keep trying any longer… and i don't blame him for how he suffered. He was proud of me for not seeing the lies and believing the "scocial norms" associated with the propaganda thrown in our faces by the same people, pushing their fucking moral agenda on everyone else. Fuck doctors…
See this is what the fuck I'm talking about. Girl, how you gonna post 5 essays a day and still write like shit? I'm not asking for Hemingway here, just cut to the chase. -
2017-07-13 at 8:51 PM UTC
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2017-07-13 at 9:48 PM UTCautism autism autism autism autism autism
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2017-07-13 at 11:18 PM UTC
Originally posted by Malice KreepyKay, have you ever taken the autism-quotient test or been diagnosed with Asperger's?
https://niggasin.space/thread/11907 …
Kinkou is already diagnosed and scored 39/40, Hydro scored 33/40 and has a pretty high chance of having it as well
They were scored out of 40? I just took the quiz and I got scored out of 50.
27/50
Just a lil autistic, I guess.
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2017-07-13 at 11:23 PM UTCMy Iq is 4orn
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2017-07-13 at 11:40 PM UTC
Originally posted by Malice Wasp Sugar/Weed Smoker, experiment with this and tell us the results. It's perfect for you:
Patients taking CB1 receptor antagonists should be carefully investigated for psychiatric side-effects. These drugs should not be prescribed for those already suffering from mental disorders. Nevertheless, the development of new compounds targeting the endocannabinoid system for the treatment of several conditions would be necessary and opportune.
Be careful WS, you might get a one way ticket to a psychiatric evaluation.
Any ways, I think back to an individual who was extremely obese. I wonder how it would work with such a person. -
2017-07-13 at 11:52 PM UTC
Originally posted by What_a_Kreep They were scored out of 40? I just took the quiz and I got scored out of 50.
Just a lil autistic, I guess.
Post last edited by What_a_Kreep at 2017-07-13T23:20:28.488936+00:00
Oops, I meant out of 50.
The average score for women is only 15, so 27 is relatively high. Close to the Asperger’s range. -
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