Stoned and Hungry

Simple blog, I chill post food, anime, pictures of my cat, and try to smoke everyday. Have any questions about really anything I'm always up to talk.

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Fuck I dunno bruh

So I've been smoking for years, so long I forgot what a day without a smoke was like. We always called cigs jaks, guess it was some weird tradition. Old heads tell niggas how the fuck the world worked smoking whole packs. Now I'm feeling like the old head smoking heavy. Bored out my mind fightin in different shit don't seem to have a point anymore. Grow up slanging and hanging with ridaz ya don't notice when the world starts to change. Cause honestly yours doesn't, just jaks, stacks, and naps that's it. Fuck it world ain't change everybody just a pussy straight up. I'd rather be homeless and happy than rich and miserable.

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I'm like this when I see a spider while high as shit.

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Ya know this shit is hilarious, but for real I seen some shit recently. I watched a dope fiend almost kill himself, saw a kid whose mom had left him on the side of the road, and my own mom’s got cancer. So I thought this gif was funny cause I’m barely surviving, but I know niggas that are getting lit all the time. That drop coke in their coffee like its nothing, while I’m thinkin nigga I could sell that. Then my life would be easier at least by a day. Though I will say I’m glad I’m not coke gets you them long sentences. Shit I'm just glad I'm not around that shit anymore.

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Just some drawings of the beach or at least water I guess. The real reason I like these so much is they have a building out over the water. It makes me feel like a kid again, cause when we were all children, we dream of going to a far off land exploring that castle or town. To adventure through the sea, finding new life, and different places from the ones we knew. I got to take a lot of trips in my life all over the planet. I still think I've got places I want to go, I'm not a kid anymore, but that doesn't mean I don't wish for more time to be truly free. Some people get scared they are gonna live and die in the same town. I say no, don't believe that get a job keep looking at photos and drawings like these. Have some fucking motivation to get out and explore this world. You're only getting one chance to do it anyways might as well start now.

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Cheap food #1 Poverty Pasta

Now I know there is a lot of food blogs out there. Some even dealing with issues of prices for ingredients which you may or may not have the money for. Which of course, people would say get a job nigga. Though I think we all know it's not quite that easy. Given that I've spent a lot of time poor and hungry, I thought this would be a intelligent plan for my blog. Ya know help all those dipshits find a cheap way to eat (that's somewhat healthier than fast food) besides eating at the soup kitchen. Cause I'd know those places are fucking dreadful. Ya heard me? Anyways let's get this shit started. Ingredients Box of preferred pasta (noodles doesn't matter which type as long as its some sorta noodle type) Pound of hamburger meat Any type of oil you want to use (I prefer olive oil but that depends on if you got the cash or if you wanna steal it) Mixed bag of shredded cheese (ya know Mexican or taco or sharp cheddar and pepper Jack or whatever as long as its two fucking cheeses or more) Garlic salt (awww hell ya nigga put that shit on the burgers the pasta nigga the cheese it don't matter it's good as fuck) Worcestershire sauce (this one you can replace with a dark beer if you want or skip it entirely [I'm a blogger not a cop do what ya want] but this goes only on the hamburger while it's cooking on its own) Butter (half a stick salted or unsalted whichever again do you) Black pepper (to your taste) Hot sauce (only rule is it's gotta be liquid hot sauce, thick sauce will ruin the dish) Cooking Turn on calypso music Start boiling water (throw whole box of pasta in when boiling) Add garlic salt and black pepper to pot Season hamburger meat with garlic salt, black pepper and hot sauce Put hamburger on pan cook medium to medium high heat till brown Add Worcestershire sauce(or beer)to meat continue to stir so none sticks to the pan Drain pasta when ready put back in the pot on the stove and put on a low heat Add a little more oil to make the pasta slick and the half stick of butter let melt and stir together Pour out any grease still with the hamburger I'm serious it'll fuck this shit up Add hamburger meat to pasta stir thoroughly Add cheese turn up heat enough to you can see it's melting remember to stir so it doesn't stick Murder this unholy alliance with hot sauce I mean it like you're the guy who has to do all the blood effects for a Quintin Tarantino movie. Stir once again making sure it's all evenly distributed. Now grab some plates or bowls or eat it out the fucking pot for all I care. Enjoy with friends or by one's self if you're a fat fuck.

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Oreo: Hey Mom, Why is your dish is so much bigger than mine? Mom: Oh that’s a serving bowl Oreo! You serve things in there! Oreo: Whatever you’re serving must be big! I can fit in this bowl!….. …. Wait a minute, what did you say was for dinner?

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Wearing my bandana like a cape.

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(via hanna-darzy)

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@124

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When I see too many colours.

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Walking into any water type gym with dis nigga.

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Drunken morning

So I've been thinking, everyone hates those mornings that they wake up hung over. My question is, who doesn't hate the mornings they wake up still drunk? Not only are you still fucked up, but you haven't even gotten to the hangover yet; and you're already feeling like a mess. To me those are worse than a hangover cause a hangover has a clear ending at some point in this day, I'm gonna throw up, take a shower, and go back to sleep. Drunk in the mornings though all bets are off you could do all your errands, become the next Genghis Khan, or you could trip and die in the bathtub nigga who knows. All I know is Hennessy chased by Evan Williams is a bad plan.

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When I get back to New Orleans it be like this. Except I’d eat that little mother fucker.

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The little homie Kilo.