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Ga girl..ur a lying ass...u said at top u don't smoke...then at the end u said u ssmoke a lot...don't lie

Glad to see Dose Nation back. What happened to the links?

We should have the DoseNation podcast in iTunes this week or beginning next week. Look for it and subscribe. Thanks!

Will these be available in iTunes podcast section?

Can mashed up cane toads be used as an insecticide as they are an extreme invasive pest in Australia?
Does the poison in cane toads remain in the enviroment? I assume it doesn't overwise areas over-run with cane toads would be highly poisoneous.

Awesome, happy to see Dose Nation is active once again. Wishing you all the best in 2013!

I am on my 8th month of scram an drink NA beer all day every day and no violation. My PO even told me it' s ok. Becks and St. Pauli NA was my savior

Well done! I'm glad I kept you in my RSS reader. :)

YAY!!! Good to see this site running again!

If some one dump there drink on me will i fail my alchol scam test

Wasn't sure if this site would ever come back to life, but here it comes...

Tell me what medicines can overpower withdrawl symptoms of this nasty dried poppy

Norco may cause physical or psychological dependence if used for a longer period of time or regularly. It also causes tolerance and addiction and may not work effectively. It should never be shared or given to a person having a history of drug abuse y addiction as it can be fatal. It has many side effects which includes symptoms like nausea, vomiting, estreñimiento, headache, confusion, feeling light headed, fainting, shallow breathing, slow heartbeat, anxiety, loss of appetite, unusual thoughts and behavior, blurred vision, dry mouth, somnolencia, dizziness, stomach upset and seizure or convulsions. It also causes allergic reactions like hives, difficulty in breathing, swelling of lips, face, throat and tongue. It can even impair the thinking and reacting ability of the person.

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yes it is a datura seed. when the dood gets eaten alive by plants they are a type of datura ... i dont need to tell you. google datura

So me and my boyfriend went to star ship to get this shit called spaz and its made by the same people that make zombie killa, spiz doctorz. we were told by several friends to take just two hits because this crap will get you high as shit and seeing as Ive never smoked weed before and my boyfriend hasn't in years we listened. I took 2 hits and within a minute i was high as shit. my boyfriend on the other hand only took ONE hit and went way way down hill. he told me he couldn't feel his legs which im not sure if thats normal or not, that he couldn't breath and needed to sit down. maybe 5 minutes later, we all go inside and he is sitting on the edge of our recliner and white as chalk starts talking to himself and doesn't even realize there is anyone else in the room. starts saying stuff like going down, get it together, take a deep breath, your getting better, you feel sick....he said it in this weird ass monotone voice that i have never in my life heard. next thing i knew his brother had him next to the trash can, throwing up and having cold water pored on his head. his eyes wouldn't focus and they were rolling in the back of his head. his whole body was on fire and he was sweating bad. after about 30 minutes he was able to move into the shower and was still getting sick and still white as chalk. it took about 3 hours for his high to go away and for him to stop throwing up. It was the scariest thing that I have ever went through and im so grateful that he is feeling somewhat better today. i felt helpless because i was high as shit and knew that if i couldnt get myself together then there was no way that he was going to get better. i woke up every 30 minutes last night to make sure he was breathing. It was HORRIBLE and my boyfriend told me today that he had an out of body experience and when he was talking to himself he was looking at himself from across the room. SCARY! people need to stay away from that shit because it can really hit you bad and trust me my boyfriend used to smoke pot ALL the time and has even tried other drugs and never had this effect. People BEWARE!!!!!!

Hmm, don't see anything tryptamine related.

Lots of floating nude white dudes and dark wavers.

Seems more like some kind of coke head bath salt and datura vision.

That kicks ass. I wish it was HD at full screen size....cool nonetheless.

Seems typical of most of my dreams.

Yesterday hurricane Irene made landfall and brought with it much rain, wind, and annoyance.....Deciding to forgo my inner voice telling me to slow down, I decided to smoke roughly 4 grams of Black Mamba as quickly as possible on my rooftop, trying to beat the brunt of the storm and ride it out with a good buzz. Near the end of my session the wind became serious, and brought a painful stinging rain. I went downstairs bong in hand to take out my dogs, as an excuse to sit on the back porch and smoke. My rescue dog nugget, abused her entire life and traumatized into running in circles instead of straight lines was ecstatic to see me; showing her affection by doing 16 right and circles in a row. 11:24 we went outside, where Nugget had started to act a way I had never seen her act before. Instead of running playfully around our yard; she stood at the base of the porch stairs facing the wind and hurricane, silent and still; two traits she certainly does not show often. She looked at me, eyes glowing in the dark wind and rain. Inside we went; nugget first, me stumbling high behind. I clumsily made my way up to my room, to embrace Call of Duty: Black Ops Zombie mode on my 60 inch LCD TV.

12:00am, My window still open from my previous session, now was furiously blowing my curtains inside my room; bringing with it much rain and wind..i shut the window, shutting off circulation in my room...my oscillating fan and my ceiling fan were now on full speed, chopping away at the air as I melted into my armchair in front of my tv. Soon, the chopping became louder and louder, the buzzing vibration of the fan reverberated and echoed in the back of my skull and crawled behind my eyes; buzzing and chopping and a low humming that seemed to drive me mad. I stumbled up, nearly falling into my floor fan attempting to turn it off before collapsing on my bed for a moment.

Time had warped around me, I had forgotten entirely about smoking and my head wrapped around dreaming....I had always been a lucid dreamer, and even without aid of herbal incense I occassionaly had trouble discerning waking life from dreamlife.......This was different however, it made me question whether or not my sober self was the dream and this the reality. My heart raced, my mouth dry, I quenched my parch lips with rasberry tea, which found its way through every crack and crevice in my teeth to deliver a cold stinging sensation to my entire head. Thoughts of my parents walking in and questioning my odd behavior raced through my mind...Whenever there is doubt as to whether or not they would disturb me, I default back to turning the power off on my tv and laying in bed; riding out the storm and the trip.

The storm picked up. The walls of my old old house creaked and cracked; the walls of my room seemed to be breathing. My window, shaking and vibrating in its track; pressed against the wind and rain. Phone check had alerted me that time was now 12:24, one hour into my trip....i texted my ex girlfriend a good safe night. Message sent at 12:14, and time had warped around me again. Feelings of deja vu swept over me, as I felt like I had experienced this exact event many times before. The blinding light of my 60 inch television illuminated my entire room with cartoons from my childhood. When in doubt, turn the power out. Clumsily, I crawled out of bed and turned the power on my tv off...again. My head was spinning, and voices in my head reassured me I need to snap back to reality. The voices became louder and louder the farther up my bed I crawled, until they seemed to come from my head in the direction that my wisdom owl and protective dragon statues began to talk to me. I needed to snap back to reality.

I woke up, high and dry; quenching both of my needs with rasberry tea....now with ice melted and watered down; time check 12:24 and the TV was still on, playing an episode of Tom and Jerry...blindly I felt up the side of my television, feeling for the power button which ever seemed to escape me. To my left stands a wavy mirror, which I glanced at myself in....An old friend once told me, never stare at yourself in a mirror....but my reflection seemed to stare back at me with eyes too dark to see. My jaw muscles tightened and my reflection let out a slight smirk.
I collapsed back onto my queen sized inflatable mattress, slightly deflated from poor room temperature circulation. My bed, covered by many many pillows of different sizes, textures, fluffyness and comfortableness proved troublesome.....Tossing and turning I tried to find the perfect pillow to make me fall asleep. The white one was too hot and fluffy. The brown one too uncomfortably hard. The red maryland pillow, inched its way up my body to provide warmth and fluffyness to me. The other pillows seemed jealous, and in my tossing and turning numerous pillows found their way on top of me. The big red maryland pillow still on top of me seemed to provide a reprise from the uncomfortable feelings the other pillows brought me; and in my tossing and turning the red pillow seemed to fight the other stuffed demons off of me.

6:00am and I crawl dizzily out of bed. Television and ceiling fan not working assured me the hurricane had claimed our power as one of its victims. Tea lights emanated from deep within my collection of salt rock lamps, presenting with an eerie glow that escaped my memory completely. I could not recollectt he last 5 hours of my trip; thoughts question as to how much had been played out in reality, and what had my mind conjured up. Lips cracked I sought to aide them with warm and watery rasberry tea...my cat sits silently on my floor, staring at me with glowing eyes in my dark sheltered room.....

Nice observation johnathan