Originally posted by AngryIVer
I like how you guys spout off about free healthcare when the healthcare you receive is garbage and takes forever so the more well off people end up going to private clinics anyway.
>be Canadian child >get cancer >wait 2 months to see an oncologist >maybe die >OR parents pay for private if they can afford it
>be American child >have diabetes/asthma >die because your parents can't afford your insulin/inhaler
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[the disappointingly unanticipated slab]
anyone ever tried this medication to combat their insomnia?
is it weaker than ambien?
i need yo input.
i woke-up in the middle of sleeping-walking wearing clothes i don't remember changing into and a pocket knife stabbed into a bar of soap on ambien the other night and am paranoid now since i keep a loaded gun in my house.
i don't want to end up being like that dude who shot his family members execution-style when he blacked-out/slept-walk on ambien.
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At a friends house with my gf and a bunch of other people after driving down to San Diego to visit one of her friends at school. I forget what we did I think we went to some weird motel party. I do my usual and sneak off and smoke dope in the bathroom with the shower running. She and her friend have clearly started doing coke and the mdma capsules in the ashtray in the car are suddenly awol now too. Iām unusually relaxed which is rare for me around a bunch of people I donāt know. Strike up conversation with some people at one of the SDSU off campus housing things and a handful of them come over to our house to drink. At this point Iām probably a gram or more into my heroin (which at the time was an insane amount for me), maybe 6 or 7 beers and a few glasses of makers. Iām just fucked. Gf comes back in, she and her skank friend prance and giggle their way to the bathroom together to take candid pictures of each other on the toilet. Comes out and sees me talking to a couple of the new people, one of which was a girl. Sheās already being loud and obnoxious, but now sheās also being super territorial n shit. Sheās standing in front of me and wiggling her butt back and forth, and sliding her hand down my pants. At some point I tell her to chill, bc the other people obviously think this is awkward and her energy level is way to high for like 1am. I kinda disengage from her and she gets pissed, I say something like āMaybe if you werenāt acting like a fucking tweakerā. She and her friend leave.
Its now like 2:30 and sheās not answering my texts. I tell her if she too fucked up, just call me and Iāll pick them up (rofl). Eventually I get pissed off that sheās purposely not answering her phone, and I lay down in the living room and pass out with a mixing bowl and a water bottle bc Iām almost positive Iām gonna puke. Smoke some more heroin to settle my stomach and pass out. Come half conscious and sheās on top of me on the living room floor, and there was some other random passed out a few feet away but she was just on her own little thing. Iām so numb I barely know whatās going on I canāt even feel me inside of her but I feel her scratching and grinding against me, then I pass out again.
Wake up. Mouth tastes awful. Itās fucking cold bc someone left the patio door open, and all I found was a bath towel to use as a blanket. Thereās a groan like a bagpipe being stepped on. I feel so awful I just want to go back to sleep. My belt and buckle are digging into the back of my ass and Iām sweaty and itās freezing and I move my hips to try to pull them up. Try to get under the towel, but her hand is against my cheek and itās just so fucking cold. I think thatās what made me realize the groan was coming from her. I roll over and push her off me and her blue eyes are open but half shut. I know she sometimes has night terrors and sleeps with her eyes open, but she doesnāt make noise like this. I try to shake her awake. Iām whispering to her. I shake her harder. Now Iām getting loud and panicky. The feeling when I realized what was going on was like having everything in my chest sucked out into the vacuum of space. I think I said to the sleeping girl āis this real? Is this realā over and over again. Now Iām cursing and freaking out. I try doing cpr, but the sounds sheās making sound like Iām hurting her. A couple of her friends have woken up now. Someoneās saying āGive her some water! Give her water!ā And Iām like she canāt even swallow dude. Someone says thereās a fire station a couple blocks away. I canāt find the keys. Iām about to cry. One of the other friends is calling 911. One of the people from earlier offers to drive. I put her over my shoulder to get her out the door and she throws up. I lay in the truck bed with her and she almost slides out the tailgate when he rounds the end of the block. Guy rings the bell. The firefighters were awesome. I wish I couldāve been that calm. I canāt tell them what sheās taken bc I really donāt know. I tell them her name. They ask if has any medical conditions or allergies. For some reason I feel that her strawberry allergy is pertinent info. Theyāre shining lights in her eyes and putting a tube down her throat. Other emts or whatever put her on a thing and before know whatās going on, theyāre already gone.
I didnāt think to ask where they were taking her, or whether I could ride with her. The guy that drove me, is really cool. Offers to smoke me out. Weāre just really quiet but then I start having a panic attack so I ask for him to drop me off. Go back. Find her keys. Take her car. Park behind a market and get high. The last 2 balloons arenāt in my wallet. I get furious. Then I finally cry and I cry for like an hour until I have a headache.
Would not recommend the experience.
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Ukulele plunking and pan flute with obnoxious window-rattling bass
Got the DRIP From ma DICK Bitch Iām SICK Hit a LICK Now Iām FLUSH Smoke too MUCH Gonna THROAT Fuck this TRICK Ecstasy in my FIJI Hit POPEYES Cop a THREE PIECE All these HOES Wanna SEE ME Rub they FEET On my PEE PEE
*anime samples*
*ukelele interlude*
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homeless people would walk in and use our bathroom we didn't bother them though because folx were kind back then. also there were no homeless people because there weren't as many niggers and spics so there was more room for white people yup those were good times you kids don't know
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Originally posted by iam_asiam68
we went to help kuwait liberate from iraq, not israel, you retarded used up douche'
You are a senile douchebag Rimmer I am talking about the war with Iraq in 2003 over non-existent WMD not the Gulf Persian War (1990ā91). At that time Israel was blaming Iraq for sponsoring terrorism in its country; like bombing cafes and public places with suicide bombers wearing explosive vests. Their Mossad fed Bush false intel which he swallowed.
I remember Colin Powell giving a presentation of how Saddam was making chemical weapons in moving tractor trailers LOL
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