January 10th 2010 eBaumsWorld.com will be turning 12! happy birthday day ebw!

So eChat 2.0 is up and running you can check it out Full Screen HERE

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oh hay! just wanted to let you guys know we have three new bloggers on board, Strghtjcktgrl’s World, TheNaxx, and last but not leas Shezagodds. Be sure to check out their pages on here, navigation to the right.

-UCM-

THE BEGINNING:

Soo…i think i was like 16 years old. My buddies and me just just got back from the mountain, we picked up some “san pedro” branches, which is a local version of mexican peyote. One of my friends was told by his older brother to look for 7 stripes in the cactus, or any odd number one, cuz that way you would know females from males, females are odd numbered, males are pair numbered. (females, like in weed, have more concentration of the active agent in peyote or san pedro, mescaline). So, we got back, all dirty, full of thin thorns in our hands, happy lil’ campers with our drugie loot.

THE MAKING:

So, you got’s ur san pedro branches, you scrape off the thorns with a regular kitchen knife, then cut out the bark (?) well, the fucking green stuff surrounding all the interiors of the damn cactus. You then throw away the insides, the pulp, cuz ur only going to need the bark. You chop it up in small squares. Don’t mind the size, just worrie about fitting them inside the pot (some people like using pressure cookers, i dont recomend it).  Ok,  so you got the pot full of pieces, you then add water to almost the top, boil on high flame, and wait…4-5 hours. when the water starts to lower down, just add some more. At the end, you should have a greenish brown slime. Yummy!

THE AFTERMATH

So, we then add some sugar, cuz the thing is bitter and tastes like cactus tea. We drink the stuff, then go out to a college party, cuz we’re all cool basterds, even tho we just hang out in the grass outside with all the drunks, high neohippies and skanks that just want beer n others stuffs down their throats. Its been 3 hours now, the slime doesnt seem to do anything, so we start drinking booze, n having weed. Nothing happens, 4-5 hours for nothing. Im not pissed, cuz the weed we got is good, so we party. After a while, i start feeling dizzy, all feels odd, I have a lapsus (after, the next day, my buddies remember i started diving into the grass, tellin some chick im her reincarnated dead grandpa, all very strange, all very bizarre). I walk home, this thing is hitting me, at last. I walk home, i lost one shoe, i say to myself”how fucking stupid” so i throw my other one. Im bare footed now, two blocks away frome home. The street lights move like disco lights, all spins, i have enlightment thoughts, I arrive home and my folks are sleeping. I try to make myself a sandwish, i fail when i notice im mixing mayonaise with strawberry jam. I go upstairs directly to my bed. It seems forever. I take off my clothes, and lay down. I start having little unvoluntary back movements, i alucinate im floating in a vast ocean, dolphins are swiming under me, hitting me in the back (thats why im moving it) so i open my eyes. The sun has come out, im finally starting to come down from the trip. Its 10 am, and my mom shouts that we have to go over an aunts house. I get up, wal in the shower, with my boxers on. I shower for about half an hour, just trying to compute the fucking drug that just blew my mind away.

Glad to share this moment from my droogie youth with sha’all. Thnx fo readin.

- TNx.

Before I get to my story, check out the new chat room and start posting pictures! We need to jump start this site!

Yesterday made me realize, it doesnt matter where you live, you have “rednecks” everywhere you go. We heard a big boom, I knew it was a transformer blowing up, also at the same thought of squirrel fur floating calmly down. As I was walking to the truck, the block that T’s my road, an lady steps out, yells at random neighbors if they had power. Sees me, looks at my porch light being on “hey your porchlight is on, you got power?” That brought me into a conversation to see how stupid she really was. She didnt know what the big boxes were, the silver ones on the poles. Then I told her she would find a dead squierl in the back alley. “squirrel? no, one of them things wouldnt do that!” so i drive back there, here lays a 6lb dead squirrel, crispy on one side. So I showed the one guy , which he initially said “squirrel? no theres no way it could do that!, Whoah thats a biggun” and gave them a contact number to have their electric service cut back on.

So with much help from hNr83 and RCP, we got “The Board” up and running! /e/ Rules are pretty basic, NO extreme gore / prono and absolutely NO C.P. other than that, FAIR GAME

-UCM-

HUGE THANKS go out to HitAndRun83 and RCP (RCP’s SITE)with his monumental help on getting the image board up and going! you can check it out HERE