Don't get stoned with armadillos

Look - they just come out of another dimension and tear my yard all to hell. You got to watch where you are going or you will twist yourself up, break an ankle - resulting in injury that might land you in the Hospital, where you will maybe end up killed by the Covid Respirators. "Sudden unexpected death"

These are not the times to be fucking around.

People that get stoned all report seeing mechanical armadillos .

Come sit next to me, lets talk about strange things.
Hey this whole place is a strange thing.

I was never cool, nor did I go to school, got my high school diploma and associates, that 2 years was the longest I ever attended any classes on regular bases.

I never even graduated middle school.

Just some ammo for GLP.

You have to wonder who first came up with that idea.
Bears make good spirit animals - but you would next shore patrol to deal with a drunk one.

boy youre spoiled l: i was stoned while retracting it from my pet to be raised but i lost my pet.

Is it the southern/south western version of machine elves?
I mean, the animal HAS PLATES OF ARMOR.
A roly-poly mammal.

Fun fact, they jump.
That's right they will jump right up in the air if you come up on one in the road.

If you come to my neck of the woods we'll go steal some bowling shoes then you won't feel like you missed out on ANYTHING. Not that you do feel you missed out.

Well - you missed out on that stinky shoe smell that would waft out of some of the lockers - and the soul loss that accompanied the drudgery of the school experience.
When you talk to yourself make sure emotional abuse is involved. Eat old cold pizza, sniff deeply of stinking shoes, put gum and hair in your glass of water, oh and eraser parts. Mentally practice dying inside a little - yep - school. Now you have experienced school. Oh wait, pull the fire alarm and stand in the most uncomfortable place you can for an hour before the fire department lets you back in, I forgot about that.

Your message has not been received can you repeat that?

Those bastards carry leprosy

Yes, we have established that.

Are you saying we shouldn't toke them or toke with them?

There's an old Western song called Roly Poly.

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Coincidence?

TAMPA, Fla. (WFLA) — A Zephyrhills man died Thursday night after his motorcycle ran into an armadillo, according to the Florida Highway Patrol.

We were trippin balls one night driving from Austin out to Killeen, saw an armadillo in a blue sweater with the number 10 on it in white standing up on its hind legs on the side of the road like it was hitchhiking. Been freaked out by em ever since. Four of us all saw it too, so I wasn't hallucinating, lol.

No shit Sherlock, but the native descendants eat them anyway, it's like a tradition for them or whatever.
I'm not the type of person who likes exotic food, I don't even eat shrimps, because they look like water roaches to me.

However, I don't think BR armadillos have the bacteria, because they've been hunting it literally since ever.

Don't do it when they can be around bro. Trust me.

Probably leapt right up outta the road at the poor guy.
This is not far from my neck of the woods.

Now that is one fun little tune - !
Thanks for sharing!

This right here is EXACTLY THE KIND OF STUFF I'M TALKING ABOUT!

Do the natives go into that wild zombie state after?
Do they call the witch doctors in? Head shrinkers?
Do they exorcise the Demons?

I wrote a thread a long time ago about the weird old man who gave me a masonic handshake at the Tractor Supply store. I related how I made the mistake of talking in line about how I needed to eradicate the armadillos tearing up my lawn. So the conversation got started and they all weighed in, even the 400 pound stock guy with the sticker gun sticking out of his pants, about various lethal methods that would not attract the Law.

I then - for some inexplicable reason - spontaneously announced I was trying to make friends with Crows. This resulted in a bunch of old men regaling me with their Crow stories and debating how many caw caws I needed to call out - 2 caw caws in a row or bursts of 3 calls? It was quite the lively discussion.

There was a table set up outside where nice gentlemen were asking about if I knew Jesus - it was some point after that, one of the old guys shook my hand with some kind of strange grasp so I inquired on GLP about if this was a masonic shake.

You never know when you are gonna need GLP for important feed back and advice about something like this.

For sure not, to them it's like eating chicken, and I don't mean to offend anyone's cultures, but to me, it's fkng disgusting.

Read the
teachings of Don Juan

I can grow peyotes from the seed in the winter, and I have pics.
But I don't remember he's mentioning armadillos, though.
Can you quote it?

It's more related to the post title and the great unknowns which were vastly explored by him , yes somewhere he encountered armadillos
As "good creatures"


1.”In a world where death is the hunter; my friend there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions.” — Carlos Castaneda, ‘Journey to Ixtlan’
2.”We hardly ever realize that we can cut anything out of our lives, anytime, in the blink of an eye.” — Carlos Castaneda
3.”You say you need help. Help for what? You have everything needed for the extravagant journey that is your life.” — Carlos Castaneda
4.”Nobody knows who I am or what I do. Not even I. Don Juan Matus.” — Carlos Castaneda
5.”Life in itself is sufficient, self-explanatory, and complete.” — Carlos Castaneda
6.For an instant, I think I saw. I saw the loneliness of a man as a gigantic wave which had frozen in front of me, held back by the invisible wall of a metaphor.” — Carlos Castaneda
7.”The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today….and then your death will point to the south. To the vastness.” — Carlos Castaneda
8.”Death is the only wise advisor that we have. Whenever you feel, as you always do, that everything is going wrong….nothing really matters outside its touch. Your death will tell you, I haven’t touched you yet.” — Carlos Castaneda
9.To worry is to become accessible, unwittingly accessible. And once you worry you cling to anything out of desperation; and once you cling, you are bound to get exhausted or to exhaust whoever or whatever you are clinging to.” — Carlos Castaneda

The entire process, it's almost self explaining.
It's like growing beans, that grows in the desert with very specific conditions, and it can also "fuck you up" in the good sense.

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Last Edited by -Dan- on 05/06/2022 09:56 PM