There is indeed a slight numbing effect. You don’t really get a proper coke high off it either unless you dump a shitload of it in. It’s more of a subtle energizing effect, very different from snorting it.

Though I’d imagine you could just dump a shitload of blow into the Coca Cola and get high as balls. Not sure how it all works when ingested orally.

I always think of shower lights as things like: “I wonder what an animal that evolved wheels would look like”

You can just put actual cocaine in stuff.

Like. Coca Cola with cocaine in it is actually fucking delicious. Seriously, delicious. You can tell right away that’s the way it’s meant to be.

Raised by wolves. Like, more than anything. I want to know what happens so badly.

It was such a unique, utterly batshit crazy show that just really started going off the rails in the best possible way at the end of season 2. There was something so hauntingly bleak about it all that I fell head over heels in love with and its cancellation hurts to this day.

I mean I believe you but the nurse told me I wasn’t allowed to leave so.

This was like 6 years ago. Didn’t get any stitches. I thought I’d have a badass scar but it faded pretty quickly.

I once was visiting Detroit and got very drunk My airbnb. wasn’t far from the bar and I was way too loaded for a taxi to take me back, and it was a nice night so I decided to walk back to the airbnb I made it about 200 steps and felt something Hit me in the head. Someone was grabbing at my pocket and I guess I successfully stopped them from stealth by my wallet since it’s all ripped.

Anyway my head is split open and there’s blood fucking everywhere. I tried dialing 911on my phone. Not sure if you’ve ever tried making a call on a bloood covered phone when you can’t see because you’re blind drunk and your vision is obscured by blood but it’s impossible. Anyway, a couple of people see me and get me an ambulance.

Now, I’m from Canada, and I THINK that I had international health insurance from work but I’m not sure. Anyway, they deal with the blood and tell me I’ll need stitches in the emergency room but I’m still loaded and the bleeding stopped so I ask if I can just leave and they’re like: no.

I call my buddy who shows up to take me back to the airbnb but I tell him: I’m not getting stuck with a fucking American hospital bill. Fuck this. Just walk out and I’ll meet you out front. I wait until the nurse is out of eye sight, crouch low and run past the admissions desk and out into the street, where my friend calls a very kind cab driver who sold us some decent cocaine.

But hasn’t history proven that Marx’s dream of an egalitarian utopia is unattainable, inevitably resulting in a proletariat that’s more oppressive than the bourgeoise it vilifies?

My players once used charisma and magic to basically trick/enslave some generic box to participate in everything for THE WHOLE CAMPAIGN. I kept trying to kill him and when that didn’t work I tried to make them feel bad about the situation because he had a family at home that had no idea where he was and when I finally managed to kill him they just brought him back from the dead. He was a level 4 night and they were level 18 when the campaign ended