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lol!!!

Even better...

How bout the assfuck who finds out from the cashier that it is a sale item and goes and runs to the aisle 10 aisles down to retrieve just one more of the same item just so that they can feel this warm feeling that they "SAVED" money and didn't get "RIPPED OFF"..all while you're still waiting on line with just your one item like a pack of gum...ugh. Those fucks bring a new level of douchebagery to this country i swear.

AGREED. If you want to save money, buy bulk at BJ's club, like I do.

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....walmart is all we have out here...bought a nice set of t-fal pots and pans last night from them and some other goodies....it is a one-stop-shop place though...car garage, eye center, pharmacy, hair salon, h&r block and a mcdonald's....you could live there....

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meijers thrifty acres (michigan) fucking OWNS... greatest grocery store ever... you can buy a lawn mower, pet, landscaping, every type of food product, alcohol, get hair cuts, etc... clothes, couches, shoes, pots, pans, toys, housewares.. everythinggggggggggg..

i miss meijers so much.. i always go home and take pictures of it when i visit michigan (yes i'm a loser. lol)

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meijers thrifty acres (michigan) fucking OWNS... greatest grocery store ever... you can buy a lawn mower, pet, landscaping, every type of food product, alcohol, get hair cuts, etc... clothes, couches, shoes, pots, pans, toys, housewares.. everythinggggggggggg..

i miss meijers so much.. i always go home and take pictures of it when i visit michigan (yes i'm a loser. lol)

sex toys?

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:laugh:

and lots of booze and beers :party:

trippin' on acid and walking around in meijers... ahhh the early college days in 1994 :laugh:

lmao... nice.

I've recently found out that a friend of mine will be getting DMT for all us!! I'm excited to the umpteenth level to try that shit!!

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meijers thrifty acres (michigan) fucking OWNS... greatest grocery store ever... you can buy a lawn mower, pet, landscaping, every type of food product, alcohol, get hair cuts, etc... clothes, couches, shoes, pots, pans, toys, housewares.. everythinggggggggggg..

i miss meijers so much.. i always go home and take pictures of it when i visit michigan (yes i'm a loser. lol)

Yeah I seen those pics at your condo

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trippin' on acid and walking around in meijers... ahhh the early college days in 1994 :laugh:

haha i did the same shit in college... we'd be bored out of our mind coming down from e, acid, shrooms whatever else so we'd just get in the car and roam around in wal-mart... it was different for us though.. we lived in a small hick town in upstate ny... watching the locals on acid was pretty intense..

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lmao... nice.

I've recently found out that a friend of mine will be getting DMT for all us!! I'm excited to the umpteenth level to try that shit!!

wow.. how did he get his hands on that stuff??? back when i used to be in to acid i would always read about that stuff on erowids but was too pussy to try it...

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wow.. how did he get his hands on that stuff??? back when i used to be in to acid i would always read about that stuff on erowids but was too pussy to try it...

I have no idea, apparently one of his friends gets it from time to time. I can't believe I'm going to get to try it...

I just hope I don't get the fear...

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one time i was at walmart and this lady and her daughter were in front of me on the 10 items or less SELF checkout...she had a 20oz bottle of pepsi...i looked around and saw everyone else had a ton of items in the 10 ITEMS OR LESS aisle...so i waited behind her...she scans the drink and lets it slide down the LONG belt...her and her daughter watch as it gets to the end and they smile...now i am thinking they will pay and then i can go...WRONG...she picks up her daughter and sits her on the scale and they decide to dig through moms purse for the $1.02....they pull out all pennies and a few nickles and proceed to count EVERY FUCKING COIN as they put them into the machine (which counts for you by the way)...so now i am steaming cause im really in a hurry...as soon as they are done which was like 5 FUCKING MINUTES LATER...i finally get to go...as i look to my side i notice al the other registers are finally clear....:fridge:

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I have no idea, apparently one of his friends gets it from time to time. I can't believe I'm going to get to try it...

I just hope I don't get the fear...

Pretty much, I don't want an experience like what this guy had:

Drifting deeply into the visual ebb and flow of the DMT I just walked through the thin fabric of the visual fractal fantasy. It was like a gauze layer of the dream just separated and boom .. it was like walking from a dark night into a brightly lit casino in Las Vegas. I felt like I had walked behind the scenes into a series of rooms. Everything was prime color cranked up to it s fullest potential. The images were clear, crisp and vivid. many times more vivid then the early pre-room images.

There were two people a man and a women or a girl and a boy. They appeared to me like simple balloon computer generated images. As soon as I stepped in the room, they glided up to me and spoke directly to me. They kept saying welcome back and words like: the big winner, he has returned, welcome to the end and the beginning, you are The One! As I looked around the room I felt the sense of some huge celebration upon my entry to this place. Bells were ringing, lights flashing fear began to rise in me as I felt the deep change in my world. The sprites begin to lead me around the room showing me how all my life they had been preparing me for this return. I was shown dozen of experiences simultaneously in my life, that had lead up to and been clues to this moment. I was shown in a flood and a onslaught of images, thoughts, situations, raw feelings that everything had been building to this moment. That this moment had been planned.

They told me it was a gift. That I had been selected to be The One. I felt feelings of huge relief, excitement and fear in the sprites. At this moment in the experience I became afraid for my life. I felt that this gift would cost me my life. I did not want to be The One. The sprits felt this fear in me and begin to hold my hands and arms rushing me deeper into their world. I felt their fear and I begin to believe that I had stepped out of the dream, out of the drug, out of my body and mind and into this super world. I begin to believe in the transformation. As I walked deeper I could see standing in the middle of the room, in the center of this place, an object similar to an hour glass. It was slowly turning over. I became aware that this vessel, as it tipped over, transferring its contents from the small red end to the larger blue end was transforming me. I felt my humanity slip out as I was filled with this new powerful light. A light of greater perception, of clarity. It felt like returning home. It felt familiar. It felt like I was waking up from a hollow, pale dream of reality. I felt god like and omnipotent. I realized the this gift was not only a gift but equally a death sentence for my physical body. I felt like I had been chosen to receive this not out of benevolence but out of a need to release this power and perception There had to be The One, to relieve the others. There had to be The One who perceived completely. I felt like Christ at the moment of realization of godhood and the inevitable moment of his crucifixion. I also felt like all this knowledge and perception was far too large to be processed by my physical mind and that death was the obvious transition.

As this moment of realization hit me I felt the sprites smile and step back. They told me I WAS The One and this WAS real and that it would never end.

They said do you not believe..... then see.

At this moment I sat up (in the real world) and opened my eyes. This moment true panic set in. I was deeply hallucinating. The real world was being covered, transformed into a psychedelic kaleidoscope of energy. Every surface had something like movie film, one image after another lined up like film shown through an overhead projector. These were the prime images of our symbolic nature. Slowly rolling over every surface. like the sprites of the objects. I felt I was seeing time in a singularity. I felt like I was seeing the symbolic patters like a second perception of true meaning. In the real room there were two people sitting next to me. When I looked at them I felt reassured momentarily. Then they exploded into dozens of two dimensional layers of light. Looking like computer generated futurists paintings. Wafer thin halos created the shapes of my friends. Dave looked up at me and said Welcome Back causing me to panic. Because when he said welcome back I did not think it was back to reality but back into the fold of this super world I was in. Back as there chosen one or at least one amongst them. I perceived Dave and Poon as personal guides or Guardians or gatekeepers there to welcome me into this new exalted state. That moment striped me of my world, my truths leading me to believe that my hallucinations were truth. I once again had the crashing feeling of winning, of being chosen, and being forced to receive this unwanted sentence of total vision. I had this crash as I could see once again the cause and effect of my being there and the price I would have to pay. I was the Bean King and the price of my gift would be perceptual transcendence but physical death.

At this time I felt a collapsing feeling as I gave in to the experience excepting my fate. I remember thinking that the hour glass had turned a little farther and I was pouring out of this life into my new one. I said out loud I am dying. Then I lost the support of my body, my self, my existence and I began to drift.

Dave then touched my leg I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. I felt the fear. I felt the exhilaration of my visions. I was back in the sprites room. Even though this place was vibrant and psychedelic it was within my ability to comprehend. The sprits began there pitch at me being a winner and The One. I felt they were taking me back down the hallway to open those iconic, electric vision and to my death. I then said out loud again I am dying to which Dave responded only three more minutes and you will be all right.

Three more minutes.. Three more minutes was like a life raft that I sailed out of that world. As soon as I was able to believe that in three more minutes I would be normal again and everything began to fade. I felt in control of my body and my life. Slowly I drifted out of the their world, back through the gauzy world of colors and patterns. With a little extra coaxing from my friends I was able to wake up and separate my self from that moment.

I still vibrate from the experience.

I am very grateful to have been with my friends.

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Pretty much, I don't want an experience like what this guy had:

Drifting deeply into the visual ebb and flow of the DMT I just walked through the thin fabric of the visual fractal fantasy. It was like a gauze layer of the dream just separated and boom .. it was like walking from a dark night into a brightly lit casino in Las Vegas. I felt like I had walked behind the scenes into a series of rooms. Everything was prime color cranked up to it s fullest potential. The images were clear, crisp and vivid. many times more vivid then the early pre-room images.

There were two people a man and a women or a girl and a boy. They appeared to me like simple balloon computer generated images. As soon as I stepped in the room, they glided up to me and spoke directly to me. They kept saying welcome back and words like: the big winner, he has returned, welcome to the end and the beginning, you are The One! As I looked around the room I felt the sense of some huge celebration upon my entry to this place. Bells were ringing, lights flashing fear began to rise in me as I felt the deep change in my world. The sprites begin to lead me around the room showing me how all my life they had been preparing me for this return. I was shown dozen of experiences simultaneously in my life, that had lead up to and been clues to this moment. I was shown in a flood and a onslaught of images, thoughts, situations, raw feelings that everything had been building to this moment. That this moment had been planned.

They told me it was a gift. That I had been selected to be The One. I felt feelings of huge relief, excitement and fear in the sprites. At this moment in the experience I became afraid for my life. I felt that this gift would cost me my life. I did not want to be The One. The sprits felt this fear in me and begin to hold my hands and arms rushing me deeper into their world. I felt their fear and I begin to believe that I had stepped out of the dream, out of the drug, out of my body and mind and into this super world. I begin to believe in the transformation. As I walked deeper I could see standing in the middle of the room, in the center of this place, an object similar to an hour glass. It was slowly turning over. I became aware that this vessel, as it tipped over, transferring its contents from the small red end to the larger blue end was transforming me. I felt my humanity slip out as I was filled with this new powerful light. A light of greater perception, of clarity. It felt like returning home. It felt familiar. It felt like I was waking up from a hollow, pale dream of reality. I felt god like and omnipotent. I realized the this gift was not only a gift but equally a death sentence for my physical body. I felt like I had been chosen to receive this not out of benevolence but out of a need to release this power and perception There had to be The One, to relieve the others. There had to be The One who perceived completely. I felt like Christ at the moment of realization of godhood and the inevitable moment of his crucifixion. I also felt like all this knowledge and perception was far too large to be processed by my physical mind and that death was the obvious transition.

As this moment of realization hit me I felt the sprites smile and step back. They told me I WAS The One and this WAS real and that it would never end.

They said do you not believe..... then see.

At this moment I sat up (in the real world) and opened my eyes. This moment true panic set in. I was deeply hallucinating. The real world was being covered, transformed into a psychedelic kaleidoscope of energy. Every surface had something like movie film, one image after another lined up like film shown through an overhead projector. These were the prime images of our symbolic nature. Slowly rolling over every surface. like the sprites of the objects. I felt I was seeing time in a singularity. I felt like I was seeing the symbolic patters like a second perception of true meaning. In the real room there were two people sitting next to me. When I looked at them I felt reassured momentarily. Then they exploded into dozens of two dimensional layers of light. Looking like computer generated futurists paintings. Wafer thin halos created the shapes of my friends. Dave looked up at me and said Welcome Back causing me to panic. Because when he said welcome back I did not think it was back to reality but back into the fold of this super world I was in. Back as there chosen one or at least one amongst them. I perceived Dave and Poon as personal guides or Guardians or gatekeepers there to welcome me into this new exalted state. That moment striped me of my world, my truths leading me to believe that my hallucinations were truth. I once again had the crashing feeling of winning, of being chosen, and being forced to receive this unwanted sentence of total vision. I had this crash as I could see once again the cause and effect of my being there and the price I would have to pay. I was the Bean King and the price of my gift would be perceptual transcendence but physical death.

At this time I felt a collapsing feeling as I gave in to the experience excepting my fate. I remember thinking that the hour glass had turned a little farther and I was pouring out of this life into my new one. I said out loud I am dying. Then I lost the support of my body, my self, my existence and I began to drift.

Dave then touched my leg I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. I felt the fear. I felt the exhilaration of my visions. I was back in the sprites room. Even though this place was vibrant and psychedelic it was within my ability to comprehend. The sprits began there pitch at me being a winner and The One. I felt they were taking me back down the hallway to open those iconic, electric vision and to my death. I then said out loud again I am dying to which Dave responded only three more minutes and you will be all right.

Three more minutes.. Three more minutes was like a life raft that I sailed out of that world. As soon as I was able to believe that in three more minutes I would be normal again and everything began to fade. I felt in control of my body and my life. Slowly I drifted out of the their world, back through the gauzy world of colors and patterns. With a little extra coaxing from my friends I was able to wake up and separate my self from that moment.

I still vibrate from the experience.

I am very grateful to have been with my friends.

Thats cool. *IN*

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yeah reading trip stories like that made me think i don't have the right frame of mind to handle that stuff... i was always the one of the group that thought i was never gonna come down... so i knew that stuff woulda been way too intense for me...

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Thats cool. *IN*

The Experience

To quote Terence McKenna, "The feeling of doing DMT is as though one had been struck by noetic lightning. The ordinary world is almost instantaneously replaced, not only with a hallucination, but a hallucination whose alien character is its utter alienness. Nothing in this world can prepare one for the impressions that fill your mind when you enter the DMT sensorium."

The smoked DMT experience is short, but generally incredibly intense. Onset is fast and furious, sometimes compared to being launched from a cannon. It is a fully engaging and enveloping experience of visions and visuals which varies greatly from one individual to the next. Users report visiting other worlds, talking with alien entities, profound changes in ontological perspective, fanciful dreamscapes, frightening and overwhelming forces, complete shifts in perception and identity followed by an abrupt return to baseline. Because of the nature and intensity of the experience, users are almost always seated or lying down with someone nearby to take the pipe as the experience begins. Intense and varied visuals are common.

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one time i was at walmart and this lady and her daughter were in front of me on the 10 items or less SELF checkout...she had a 20oz bottle of pepsi...i looked around and saw everyone else had a ton of items in the 10 ITEMS OR LESS aisle...so i waited behind her...she scans the drink and lets it slide down the LONG belt...her and her daughter watch as it gets to the end and they smile...now i am thinking they will pay and then i can go...WRONG...she picks up her daughter and sits her on the scale and they decide to dig through moms purse for the $1.02....they pull out all pennies and a few nickles and proceed to count EVERY FUCKING COIN as they put them into the machine (which counts for you by the way)...so now i am steaming cause im really in a hurry...as soon as they are done which was like 5 FUCKING MINUTES LATER...i finally get to go...as i look to my side i notice al the other registers are finally clear....:fridge:

I had something like that happen. I was in the self checkout and this fucking fuck nose fuck decided to teach her shit fuck little daughter how to use the checkout thingy. And would keep trying and trying till she got it down. Now I had 2 things and all the other lines are full and there is a line already behind us. I was steaming and in my nicest way said now isnt the best time for that dont ya think. Got a weird look but the bitch finished it herself...fucking cunt fuck whore

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I had something like that happen. I was in the self checkout and this fucking fuck nose fuck decided to teach her shit fuck little daughter how to use the checkout thingy. And would keep trying and trying till she got it down. Now I had 2 things and all the other lines are full and there is a line already behind us. I was steaming and in my nicest way said now isnt the best time for that dont ya think. Got a weird look but the bitch finished it herself...fucking cunt fuck whore

really makes you want to kill someone right...or kick a childs head off...

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