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I would like you to forget about what you remember. I would like you to try to open your eyes. I demand that you open your mind.

If you open your mind you'd see that the Rabbit is sitting next to me and the Fox is dead on the table.

The way that you live, the way that I live; not right, not wrong, just the way we do it.

The beliefs that you have, the beliefs that I have; not right, not wrong, just what we believe.

I am just as wrong as you are. Neither of us are even close to right.

My opinion doesn't matter. The straight to the point truth is that if you point at the truth it'll change. If we want to get anywhere we must change the point.

Anthony tells me to tell you all that you're very beautiful.

Kyle tells me to tell you all to open your eyes, god is trying to deny the dinosaurs.

Qwark P. Fark Wark sits and ponders the moral behind morality. He does a rail of sand, lays down closes his eyes and wakes up.

Black and white animals have commented on how the "state of mind" is always High. The explanation for this is very, very simple. You see people, when I is high is when I write, and when I right is when eye is hi.

The Rabbit understands, don't you?

It's been a long time, welcome back.

Druglife's server was hacked around a week ago. All's good now, and everything is running smoothly on a new server that was hooked up by buzman. Thanks buzzzzzzman.

I'd also like to thank all the druggalo's out there that sent in mail checking up on me, making sure I didn't o.d. or something. Much love.

Enough about all that.

Hit the bong, sick back, read up... Let big papa Kyle take you for a ride.

Reader Mail:
From: Sexy6_9 Subject: i have a problem, have any advice?

Hey Kyle, Ive been going out with this guy for a bit now and he doesnt tickle my fancy like he used to. Our lives are like an old book now, all we do is get high and have sex its so boring. What should I do? Should I break up with him? Rekindle our love? Go for his brother? lol.

Love Beth.

What's it feel like getting high and letting someone you don't like fuck you?

Creepy.

From: Veronika Subject: I need a man.

Will you be mine?

Sure baby, I'll be yours... and yours and yours and yours and yours and yours

More po-po bullshit:

A few days ago another of my brethrens got pinched. This sucks, but was REALLY funny because this guy wasn't going quietly. Check out what happened:

My homies sitting in this guys basement appartment really drunk, minding his own business. Due to cercumstances I'm going to skip, three cops end up making an appearance and stumble upon him with a z sitting on the table right infront of him.

This is where it gets funny.

This female beast walks up to the table and grabs the z and says "who's is this?". My friends snatches it back and yells "MINE!" and starts to run. He got about five feet and all three cops tackled him. While being tackled and yelling "get them the fuck outa here!" he ripped open the bag spraying the dope everywhere.

-That's right, make the fucking pigs work for it.

He got a little beat for that, but nothing that broke his spirit.

After the dirty cops gained control and took care of some more po-po bullshit they started to take my friend out to their car. On the way up the stairs (in cuffs, with the 3 cops behind him) my homie reached around and stuck his hand in his side pocket to grab his fat stack. He then JUMPED backwards into all 3 cops knocking them all down and splitting open one of their heads from the impact.

-You know you'd love to.

Getting up quickly he tossed his wad to the onlookers knowing the cops would steal it if he didn't get rid of it.

Sorry for the briefness, but you have to keep shit on the down low.

Yea, and fuck you PIG!

More bullshit bullshit:

You all knew it was going to happen. It was inevitable... just a matter of time. Everyone has to sell out someday right? You knew I was going to put up banners sooner or later...

Nah, fuck that!

Instead of converting druglife to a banner infested ad haven*, I decided to sign up to Pay Pal. Rather than pulling snakey shit and hiding links to affiliate sites (wow 4 cents!) amungst links that should be sexy bitches you can straight up buy me a six pack, or a small sac.

Thank you, enjoy the bitches.

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I swear, god has to be a woman. If god were a man there's no way in hell that he'd give woman brain's. Unless of course, Satan's a woman... and we're already in hell.

Woman problems... fucking bitches.

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When you say Fuck The World (Fuh-th-Wu) do you really mean it? Do you get right up and stick your tongue in your bosses ass? Do you lift up your moms shirt and suckle her nipple? How about get up and comb your hair all fancy and shit, then go try to pick up some high class bitches?

Nah, fuck all that. I know you flip them all the bird and wag your dick at their moms.

One night 3 of my mates and i were all doing E`s and we were pretty fucked. We had walked for quite a long time when one of my mates called james knew of a house witch had a really, really big garden.

So off we went to this big garden, once there we could see a little river running through it, a castle, a swing and a barn (bollocks of a place to do pills). Me and two of my mates went to sit in this castle. I was pretty fucked at this time and i saw a little green imp jump and faded.

I thought fuck that so we all went to the barn where are other mate was and whe could see him trying to kiss some one and we watched for a bit longer and then he asked if this person that he could see if they wanted some on this joint, they must of said yes caus it looked like he passed it to some one thaen he got up and just walked off.

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What the fucks the deal with this?

The night before last another friend of mine got beat down by the cops. This shit pisses me off so much. I swear, all cops have the tiniest dicks (especially the peel po-po) they have to pick on poor innocent kids to make up for it. It's called Tiny Weenie Syndrome (TWS), honestly... my dad taught me.

So what happened you ask? My homie saw the beast coming so he jet. About twenty minutes later they pulled him over walking with the next guy.

They pull him aside and start questioning him. They tell him they have to take him into the station to interrogate him. I know from other experiences that they'd just drive him a bit North, beat him, and leave him.

So to avoid this he tells them (and I quote), "...what? You can interrogate me right fucking here. I didn't do anything... I'll tell you my fucking name, what the fuck do you want? I'm not going anywhere, I know my rights..."* That pissed the cops right off and to show him how they felt they proceeded to choke him and mutter "you know you're rights, eh... we'll show you your fucking rights".

*Cops around here hate it when you talk back, they all suffer from TWS. If you talk back they automatically threaten to beat you down. I was once threatened with violence by a cop because I answered "sitting", when he asked me what I was doing.

Seriously, you wouldn't believe how many people I know that have been beat by the Peel Police.

He showed up at the piggy shop the next day demanding they take pictures of his bruises and shit, and press charges. The cops that beat him wouldn't give their names or badge numbers, but he got them from the drinking tickets some younger kids had gotten. He also got their license plate number so they should have no problem snagging the power trip po-po.

When I hear what happens in court I'll be sure to pass the word on.

To serve and protect. Fuck the PO-LICE.

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I've come up with an easy way to classify people/guys. There's only two categories and it's pretty simple. There's a scenario that you have to have in mind before I can explain the classifications so listen up for a minute. Here goes:

Some bitch (that you're not involved with, you're simply friends) you know comes up to you and says

they're going to meet some dude that she's been talking to over the net for a while.

You tell here that she's an idiot to go. One, for the simple fact that it's probably some drugged up maniac (ummm...), or two, some dirty rich boy who wants to rape her.

So she goes anyways...

A week later she calls you and tells you the guy raped her.

THE FIRST (nice guy) type of person would completely console the hurt, violated, and distraught friend.

Very nice guy. Real classy and trustworthy. Probably even wears clean clothes and combs his hair.

THE SECOND (other) type of person would mention... sooner or later, right then and there or a month down the road; "I told you so."

Openly, or just deep down this guy feels that he warned the person and therefor it's simply a stupid mistake they made. With it being their mistake, they diserve whatever comes to them.

As far as I'm concerned; It's their fault, fuck 'em.

What type of person are you?

Here you go:

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I was sitting looking down the nozzle of a bong yesterday and it seemed like a vision of our future.

Up here, smoking from the bongs all good, but sooner or later things are going to change. Slowly you make your way down the bong. As you move lower and lower it gets harder and harder to breath. Right before you hit the filthy water you choke, your body splashes, and that's it. Your now in the bottom of the bong, with nothing to show for your life.

Drugs, crime, mayhem... to keep things moving smoothly you have to put in some effort. Just remember that If you're not careful you'll end up in the bottom of the bong.

This is bullshit, my brain is too fuzzy to continue.

Bitches!

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As of today it is legal to smoke and possess marijuana in Canada, if you have a prescription from your doctor that is. Cancer, AIDS, and multiple scleroses... the lucky people afflicted with these can get high legally, where do I sign up?

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I've recently come out of recoveration hibernation. Friday night was too much, my body needed almost two full days to recover.

The night started just like any other; Beer in the fridge and a sac on my lap. It was when I traded $6 and a beer for a few mouthfuls of zoomers that everything became pear shaped.

I don't remember too much of what went down but a few bizzare things stand out in my fragmented memory.

Hot boxing my car and dropping the joint between the seats, then having to pour a beer on it to snuff it because my digits were to big to reach.

Locking a really fucked up friend in the bathroom because he wanted to wake up all the neighbors and tell them he loved them.

Cooking up and serving 40 burgers with no buns.

Watching a drunk guy fall UP a staircase.

Being driven home and back by some drunk kid so I could steal my dads beer after mine had disappeared.

I know this is a very scarce rendition but my brain feels like it's going to implode and I don't want to push it by thinking too hard.

Fuck all this, go check out the new version of Buzman... it's very, very fresh. Click here.

And now for some time wasters:

Who let the dogs out?

Forum? Click here!
Topsites? Click here!
Games? Click here!
Drugs? Click here!
Killers? Click here!
Bitches? Click here!
More Bitches? Click here!
Mailing List? Click here!
Link Trade? Click here!

Fast forward.

So I'm at the house cause the girl's got the birthday. Hot boxing the pickup and then I'm home. Take off the shoes and I'm in the shower.

Washing my ass and I have to take a pee... so I do. God damned my luck the fucking drain clogs! It was the sickest thing I have ever had to do (other than licking a whores ass). You don't know what it's like sticking your hand into a cesspool of your own piss till you try it.

Alright so the latter of that story is a lie (I don't wash my ass), but I did think of it while peeing in the shower.

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I can't wait 'till church on Sunday. Hey AL, roll it up I'm comin'!