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Count your blessings. I got drugged from candy when trick or treating.Heart racing, thought it would explode out my chest. Dizzy, and fog headed. Literally didn't know where I was.
Thats sick.I'm sorry you had that experience.But seriously, who in the fuck thinks "hey man, lets get these little kids high..." sick fucks...
Drag queen hour and LSD candy sounds like a Beetlejuice solution for Chicago children.
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Count your blessings. I got drugged from candy when trick or treating.
ReplyDeleteHeart racing, thought it would explode out my chest. Dizzy, and fog headed. Literally didn't know where I was.
Thats sick.
DeleteI'm sorry you had that experience.
But seriously, who in the fuck thinks "hey man, lets get these little kids high..." sick fucks...
Drag queen hour and LSD candy sounds like a Beetlejuice solution for Chicago children.
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