HighDeas
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Phil-X-
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IMAGINE YOURE A SHARKyou're swimming happily. chillin. and then BAM! a horde of men grab you and pierce a radar into your fin so they can track you down and know what you do and stuff. they let you back in the water and you swim for your life as fast as you can back to your shark family and friends deep into the ocean. you're all like "DUDE! humans just kidnapped me and did some weird shit with my body. I can't explain it, I don't remember very well. FUCKING HELP ME!!" and they're like "pff.. you believe in humans..?"
I think that's how alien abducted people feel like.
loled
I think that's how alien abducted people feel like.
loled
MCIRONCOCK
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"mountains?
there has to be something buried inside them, somewhere.
probably treasure"
Lolololololol.
there has to be something buried inside them, somewhere.
probably treasure"
Lolololololol.
senorpuppy
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good website but some shit on there you know is fake
Relish_man
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my friend would be a fucking mod within a week if he posted the shit he says when hes high there!
scott-skis
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this would either get you slapped or laid....againthe next time you do things with a girl and your semen is involved, put some of your jizz on your thumb, slowly wipe it across her forehead and whisper "Simbaaa....."haha this got me
freestyler540
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typical stoner:
life is fucking magical
seriously think about it. we are just made up of a bunch of
different types of atoms that are formed into molecules making a bunch
of chemical reactions to form various compounds that somehow make up a
bunch of individual cells that work together to make you alive and think
and move as a single self aware human being.
life is fucking magical
seriously think about it. we are just made up of a bunch of
different types of atoms that are formed into molecules making a bunch
of chemical reactions to form various compounds that somehow make up a
bunch of individual cells that work together to make you alive and think
and move as a single self aware human being.
Queen_Selassie
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i got an idea, repost!!!
Skierguy1234
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I had the best high food idea last night, I had reese's peanut butter cups, and I decided to put a little jelly on top so i had peanut butter and jelly chocolate!!! definitely doing this again, probably sober.
ImNotARacist
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O fuck HAHAH
I think people should...
draw pot leaves on every dollar bill they use, cuz i think it would be cool to see how much of my money was actually used to get some green.
and to piss off all those stuck-up assholes that are against weed, cuz theyre going to use a lot of pot money, and theyll be pissed to buy whatever they feel they need that day.
draw pot leaves on every dollar bill they use, cuz i think it would be cool to see how much of my money was actually used to get some green.
and to piss off all those stuck-up assholes that are against weed, cuz theyre going to use a lot of pot money, and theyll be pissed to buy whatever they feel they need that day.
Midgets in the NFL...
If I were an NFL coach I would hire a midget and when my team got near the endzone I'd just hand the ball to the midget and have the biggest guy on the team throw the midget into the endzone. He wouldn't complain, he'd be a hall of famer with all those touchdowns. The only problem is after a while other teams would get midgets to throw in the air to block your midget. Damn...well it'd be cute with the little fellers all dressed up and such.
If I were an NFL coach I would hire a midget and when my team got near the endzone I'd just hand the ball to the midget and have the biggest guy on the team throw the midget into the endzone. He wouldn't complain, he'd be a hall of famer with all those touchdowns. The only problem is after a while other teams would get midgets to throw in the air to block your midget. Damn...well it'd be cute with the little fellers all dressed up and such.
kangfirmed
TACO-DOG.exe
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threads for when im not in school. looks epic
You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
monsterdong11
Member
MIND FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! could be turned into a movie or book
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Here is a list of successful stoners
Bill Clinton
George Bush
Barack Obama
Tommy Chong
Cheech Marin
Dr. Dre
Snoop Dogg
2pac
Eazy E
The Beatles
Bob Marley
Guns N' Roses
Ice Cube
Wiz Khalifa
B Brazy
Willy Nelson
Morgan Freeman
Cypress Hill
Nate Dogg
Biggie Smalls
Megan Fox
George Washington
Thomas Jefferson
Merle Haggard
Gucci Mayne
Joe Rogan
Ron White
Joe Cockner
Tom Petty
Arnold Schwarzenegger
Ben Franklin
Michael Phelps
Carl Sagan
Jack Black
Albert Einstein
Queen Victoria
Jimi Hendrix
Kid Cudi
James Franco
Art Garfunkel
Bob Dylan
Bob Denver
Carlos Santana
Bing Crosby
Charlie Sheen
Emperor Liu Chi-Nu
Emperor Shen-Nung
Eminem
Count Basie
Duke Ellington
Dizzy Gilespie
Drew Barrymore
James Madison
James Monroe
Andrew Jackson
Zachary Taylor
Franklin Pierce
Jane Fonda
Led Zeppelin
Kurt Cobain
Julia Roberts
Kirsten Dunste
Jennifer Anniston
Louis Armstrong
Mick Jagger
Mike Tyson
Miles Davis
Pierce Brosnan
Peter Fonda
Pink Floyd
Pablo Picasso
Sublime
Poncho Villa
The Rolling Stones
Steve Jobs
Stephen King
Bill Gates
The Who
Thelonius Monk
William Shakespeare
Dont mind the fact that im missing every pro skier on there and that there are prolly many more. But... BUMP!
Bill Clinton
George Bush
Barack Obama
Tommy Chong
Cheech Marin
Dr. Dre
Snoop Dogg
2pac
Eazy E
The Beatles
Bob Marley
Guns N' Roses
Ice Cube
Wiz Khalifa
B Brazy
Willy Nelson
Morgan Freeman
Cypress Hill
Nate Dogg
Biggie Smalls
Megan Fox
George Washington
Thomas Jefferson
Merle Haggard
Gucci Mayne
Joe Rogan
Ron White
Joe Cockner
Tom Petty
Arnold Schwarzenegger
Ben Franklin
Michael Phelps
Carl Sagan
Jack Black
Albert Einstein
Queen Victoria
Jimi Hendrix
Kid Cudi
James Franco
Art Garfunkel
Bob Dylan
Bob Denver
Carlos Santana
Bing Crosby
Charlie Sheen
Emperor Liu Chi-Nu
Emperor Shen-Nung
Eminem
Count Basie
Duke Ellington
Dizzy Gilespie
Drew Barrymore
James Madison
James Monroe
Andrew Jackson
Zachary Taylor
Franklin Pierce
Jane Fonda
Led Zeppelin
Kurt Cobain
Julia Roberts
Kirsten Dunste
Jennifer Anniston
Louis Armstrong
Mick Jagger
Mike Tyson
Miles Davis
Pierce Brosnan
Peter Fonda
Pink Floyd
Pablo Picasso
Sublime
Poncho Villa
The Rolling Stones
Steve Jobs
Stephen King
Bill Gates
The Who
Thelonius Monk
William Shakespeare
Dont mind the fact that im missing every pro skier on there and that there are prolly many more. But... BUMP!
fratskier69
Active member
almost all actors and/or musicians. not very many scientists/mathematecians or writers on there.
garrettwiz
Active member
Well did you see Einstein? i think he makes up for most of the ones missing hahah
PeteySkeety
Member
smoked my asian buddy out for the first timeAnd hours later ...this was his facebook status. It took me an hour to even post this highdea because of how hard i was laughing"som guysom guy......he was waering blue shirt...som guy he took my turtle , philip and go awayplzzz...plzz help philip"
funkmasterFLEX
Member
that sites been going downhill grasscity is where its at
Charlie_Kelly
Active member
School Zone Speed Limits
You guys notice how its 20 MPH in an elementry school zone, but 25 in a high school zone? Thats like "Yeah those kids are bigger so you can hit them harder"
You guys notice how its 20 MPH in an elementry school zone, but 25 in a high school zone? Thats like "Yeah those kids are bigger so you can hit them harder"
Charlie_Kelly
Active member
double post but i dont give a fuck. just read this one and almost cried laughing:
Wanna know what would be weird?
If you were "playing with yourself" and just when you were about to reach the peak, a homeless guy jumped out of your closet and screamed "where am iiiiiiii??" And then jumped through your window and started sprinting down the street. Yeah. Thatd be hellllla weird.
Wanna know what would be weird?
If you were "playing with yourself" and just when you were about to reach the peak, a homeless guy jumped out of your closet and screamed "where am iiiiiiii??" And then jumped through your window and started sprinting down the street. Yeah. Thatd be hellllla weird.
drumbumocdp
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worth the read.
Flying~Squirrel
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thathigh.com
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