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Cool! I think I remember seeing this.


FYI, see
http://forum.channels.nl/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=13752

for a totally unscientific list of this forum's recent faves

collected by someone w/ too much time on their hands & really jonesin for the 'Dam
and sorry amytizz for your thread getting hijacked Ill stop.
shlo is simply "channeling," heh, heh

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold...

...as your lawyer i advise you to slow down as i can't keep up
the "whatever" wasn't for you amytizz...and someone else said college, you said high school,i remember
I am not much older than a college student, so my reference was to a particular person who was acting immature. I can probably speak for most and say that's what they meant as well. Actually I was saying highschool student, not that it makes a big diff. Those who get to travel while in college still are very lucky, I was able to go twice while in college and it was some of the best memories I ever have had.

...and what's wrong about going to college? i just got 20 two months ago, and have been to amsterdam 6 times, and more or less all around the world...stop it with this bullshit that if someone isn't in his late 40s then he's only talking shit.

btw,that u.s. customs story by shlo looks really fake tho...still funny as hell

thanks
PaXXX and Sheesh!
FYI, see
http://forum.channels.nl/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=13752

for a totally unscientific list of this forum's recent faves

collected by someone w/ too much time on their hands & really jonesin for the 'Dam
people from Boston are the biggest assholes in the country.


Darn tootin. And that's why my team has been beating your team for the past five years beotch.




What team is that?
I hear thar Face. 1 time in like 80 years doesnt mean anything!!!
whatever,hehe
The last time I checked, US Customs were a federal agency and not a state one so any local medical marijuana allowances or personal use allowances wouldn't mean squat to the customs agent. Besides, having a little on you for personal use is one thing, bringing it into the country is a whole different ball of wax.
I am a Yankee fan too.........Shlo is buggin out if he means that beantown team.
I Live in Florida but Im a life long Yankee fan. I dont root for Florida teams so his comments mean nothing to me.

Pease JR
I have been taking notes on what you all have been saying for a couple months now, mostly about the C-shops you like and those to stay away from. Have I left any out? Does anyone disagree with my list?

C-SHOPS TO VISIT:

Old Church
Kashmir Lounge
Tweedy
Amnesia
Katsu
Siberie
Dampring
Umma Gamma
Bluebird
De Kuil
Het balloonetje
Abraxas
Betty Boop
La Chocolata

ONES TO AVOID:

La Canna
Dutch Flowers
Bulldogg-any
Smokeys
Barneys (because of high prices)
Grey Area
Paradise
Amy, if you avoid Barneys, I will personally bitch smack you. Other than that, your list looks pretty good.
I wouldn't avoid Grey Area... they have top notch gear. I just picked up some cantelope haze.. its amazing.
I would also add Coffeeshop Ben and Grasshopper to your list to avoid.

I too, even at the threat of violence, would avoid Barney's. Unless high prices, big crowds and crappy service are your thing. Although I will admit, Jinks420 took me to Barney's 2 a few weeks ago and it was not half bad. Albeit still overpriced.
SHLO are you drunk when you make your posts? How did I know you would object to that one. If you bitched slaped me my 6'4" 245lbs husband wouldn't be very happy;) I know from reading that you are a huge lover of this place but I have heard on many posts to avoid this one because it is expensive and over rated. Now to be honest I am a bit intrigued about Barneys, so I will probably check it out anyway.
You are wasting your money going to Amsterdam if you don't go to Barneys. Not only will you meet lots of cool people there, but the ambiance kicks ass, and the bud is clearly superior to anything else in the city. That's why they've won the cannabis cup for the past five years.
I would also add Coffeeshop Ben and Grasshopper to your list to avoid.

I too, even at the threat of violence, would avoid Barney's. Unless high prices, big crowds and crappy service are your thing. Although I will admit, Jinks420 took me to Barney's 2 a few weeks ago and it was not half bad. Albeit still overpriced.

This is exactly what I have been hearing all along
Barney's has the best orange juice in the city, it is expensive but it's so damn good.
There are a lot of shops that have fresh OJ. Central, Softland, Old Church and Abraxas come to mind. What, in your opinion, makes Barney's have the best orange juice in the city? I have had a lot of OJ in my time and to me, fresh squeezed is about the same everywhere. Is it the loving care that the staff makes it with?
Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...
Amy, you did say that you wanted to try the laughing Buddha I recommended from Barneys, so, unless you're taking that back, you should head over there and give it a try.
Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...

One day I got lost returning to the flying pig palace from Amnesia, where I bought the sour diesel. I walked west and then turned left on the prinsengracht. I walked until I saw a big red structure in the middle of a large street. It said "Johnny square" I put two and two together and realized that Johnny's coffeeshop must be close by. Sure enough I looked and saw it. I walked in and brokered a deal with the tall guy with glasses behind the counter. Then I walked into the Bruin cafe next door and asked directions to Leidseplein. Is that enough proof for you?
Ok, just to show all of you, I'm only buying weed at Barneys while I'm in Amsterdam. That's the way I'll get the most for my money.
I have heard about a C shop called Rusland. Any opinions on this one?
Amy, you're crapping all over me by saying that you've taken the suggestions of "all" of us into account, and that we said you should avoid Barneys. You sent me a personal message thanking me for my suggestion that you patronize Barneys and saying that you would "most definitely" visit there. Me and several other better established members have repeatedly suggested Barney's, and that, combined with the fact that it's won the Cannabis cup for half a decade, makes me think that you have some kind of personal vendetta against me and hence won't take my suggestions. Or you're just being a tizz. So, go to Barneys or not, you promised me that you would.
and stop sending me PM's
Personal Vendetta? What are you talking about? After you suggested I go there I read a lot of posts saying that it wasn't worth the visit. I guess in my mind I figured that like in most cases majority rules. It might be subjective to each indivisual person. Hearing a lot about the crowds is what kinda turned me away, as I don't like to be in very crowded places when high. Also the high prices, and I saw this c shop on some peoples lists of where not to go. You seem kinda hyper so maybe a crowded happening spot with people to chat with is good for you, but not for me. I like quiet and chill. I do appreciate everyones advice on here. The reason why I am on here is to make my trip in April the best it can be, and to hear good stories. The question I have for you is why you are taking this so personal? What vested interest do you have in Barneys besides just liking it a lot?
No vested interest, I just don't like when promises to me are broken. The only bad thing I noticed about Barneys was that when I put my weed under the microscope, there were things swimming around in it. Maybe you should just buy and jet.
Are you serious? Promises? I am trying to be nice but
you gotta be kiddin. I don't think I used the word promise and I don't really know you to make you a promise anyway. Smoke some bud and relax.
There are a lot of shops that have fresh OJ. Central, Softland, Old Church and Abraxas come to mind. What, in your opinion, makes Barney's have the best orange juice in the city? I have had a lot of OJ in my time and to me, fresh squeezed is about the same everywhere. Is it the loving care that the staff makes it with?


because it was the best OJ I had ever tasted.... personal opinion I guess
Not all of us live in San Francisco sweetheart. All that's available to me is coke and schwagg.
San Francisco?
There are a lot of shops that have fresh OJ. Central, Softland, Old Church and Abraxas come to mind. What, in your opinion, makes Barney's have the best orange juice in the city? I have had a lot of OJ in my time and to me, fresh squeezed is about the same everywhere. Is it the loving care that the staff makes it with?


because it was the best OJ I had ever tasted.... personal opinion I guess

and the bud at Barneys was about the best I've ever tasted.
HMMMM maybe that's your problem; coke. Coke makes people angry so if I were you I would quit immediately. Where do you live in the stix? I don't think good weed is only available in lg. cities, maybe people are just scared to sell to you because you seem kinda crazy.
get lost stalker.
Rusland is nice...has big comfy sofas in front room to hang out on....one of the older establishments in the city...some say the first??
Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...

One day I got lost returning to the flying pig palace from Amnesia, where I bought the sour diesel. I walked west and then turned left on the prinsengracht. I walked until I saw a big red structure in the middle of a large street. It said "Johnny square" I put two and two together and realized that Johnny's coffeeshop must be close by. Sure enough I looked and saw it. I walked in and brokered a deal with the tall guy with glasses behind the counter. Then I walked into the Bruin cafe next door and asked directions to Leidseplein. Is that enough proof for you?

How is that proof, I could find info about Amsterdam or any other large tourist city if I did enough digging, wheres the photo's? what about some proof to do with your upcoming trip? what about a photo of your ticket? I dont think you've been to Amsterdam and I dont think you'll be going anytime soon either, I actually think your some spotty teenager thats maybe smoked a bit of pot with your school friends and heard of Amsterdam, we all know you like to make up stories and thats exactly what I think your doing just living your life through this website!!


...Boner...
Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...

Agreed.
Back to college Shlo!
Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...

One day I got lost returning to the flying pig palace from Amnesia, where I bought the sour diesel. I walked west and then turned left on the prinsengracht. I walked until I saw a big red structure in the middle of a large street. It said "Johnny square" I put two and two together and realized that Johnny's coffeeshop must be close by. Sure enough I looked and saw it. I walked in and brokered a deal with the tall guy with glasses behind the counter. Then I walked into the Bruin cafe next door and asked directions to Leidseplein. Is that enough proof for you?


All can be found on a map mush.
I think you should visit the Nes Cafe, it is one of my favourites. IMO, they have the friendliest and more informative dealer in town. Their Hindu Kush is great, and you can have a beer with your smoke.

Hunters would be also in my should visit list, with a good and extensive menu, and also selling alcohol.

Rusland is nice and beautifuly decorated, but for me, their gear is nothing special, and no beer here.
Maybe add one of De Rokerij coffeeshops to your list. The Lange Leidsedwarsstraat 'shop gets a bit too busy in the evenings but they all have really interesting decor.
I was really trying to win the goofiest channelite award this year but I keep getting trumped by shlo. I think I just have to concede.
Let me try to educate some of you living in Europe about this Shlo character. I agree with everybody else that this guy is a complete wannabe. Ask any American and they will tell you that people from Boston are the biggest assholes in the country. They are liars and idiots. Do everybody a favor and stop posting on this site. Barneys is a shit hole and anybody thats really been there would say the same thing. Enough said.

Pease JR
people from Boston are the biggest assholes in the country.


Darn tootin. And that's why my team has been beating your team for the past five years beotch.
people from Boston are the biggest assholes in the country.


Darn tootin. And that's why my team has been beating your team for the past five years beotch.

You know how to make friends and influence people.
OK people, when did Barneys become the scourge of Amsterdam? I have been there many times, albeit the staff is not always the best, the prices may be a euro or two higher but the weed is good and you can't deny that. I could give a shit who wins the CC awards, but I think some of you are going a bit overboard on this one.

Shlo, i think you have diarrhea of the mouth and it would do you some good to stop posting so much.

This rambling diatribe of BS comes to mind...
I met up with 'The Dude MrB." yesterday and we Rolled the Renaissance city. We met up at 6:30 in front of a local cafe, and immediately went and smoked a bone of the nicest New England has to offer. After that, we went and paid a visit to my man who was rollin' with dro'.
We smoked a few bones, And made trails across town to North 'Renaissance', where I knew a waitress who worked at the Manhattan cafe. I was like, "Isn't there a Manhattan Coffeeshop in Amsterdam?" And the Dude was like, "That's so wierd." We went in and bought heinekins and drank to amsterdam. The waitress was wicked hot, and she told us her off nights, and where we could find her. We were sitting in the bar watching the Red sox game, when the Red Sox pitcher, Matt Clemente, got beamed in the head by a baseball. Looks like the Red Sox are gonna have to take another one. We ordered some chicken fingers, talked to the waitress some more, and then my hoes started calling me. I stopped answering the phone until we left the restaurant. I arranged with this hoe to meet up with her at the shell station, because she left some shit in my car, and she was like, all jonesin out on me. She's all like "Shlo, can you do me a faaavor? So I'm all like how much are you gonna payyy me to do you a faavor? And then I went and got her liquor and she payed me five bucks. Bitch all like, wanted to jump my bones cause I picked up for her. But according to the Dude MrB She was wicked hot, and I'd have to agree that she's a babe. We dropped the babe off and we went to a comedy show in Johnston. Damn we were stoned at the comedy show. For some reason the comedian only cracked on our table which was a group of four guys and a girl, I got a Jagerbomb and a lot more Heinekins. the Dude MrB was compin' drinks left and right, and then the whole place started to suck, the Comedians were impressively lame. I'd be surprised if one guy in that group made it.

There was this 19 year old kid who used old material, he was funny, but fairly unoriginal. Then there was one good guy, this guy who was rolling with my crew, and he cracked up the room, he got on a nice jag. A cute chick called me up in the middle of the comedy show, and the guy onstage asked who it was so I said "It's this girl blowin' up my phone." Nobody laughed and I felt like a pompous and arrogant dick. Everyone was worried about Matt Clemente, and this one comedian said he was a cunt, so I booed him. Had to do it, he was insulting a guy who had fallen in the line of battle.
We, the Dude and I went to Down town Renaissance and went to an all night diner, where I had a grilled cheese and the Dude had a chocolate shake and a burger, and talked about how the barmaid at the comedy place was wearing a thong. Only bad thing that happened that night was that one of the joints we were smoking on a wire came unwrapped in the car, and dropped ash and ember all over the floor, burning a huge hole. It sucked! But we rolled back to my car and the Dude went to a strip club in red light Reniassance, and I went home and went to sleep early.
Or maybe this where you felt the need to make up an increasingly unbelieveable story...




To further elaborate the Mushroom trip on the day I left museumplein/Vondelpark, I woke up that morning. I ignored the bag of Yellow cab waiting in my Dakine bag, and instead took a walk to the cash machine. I noticed an art supply store, right on the street that the Abn Amero Leidesplein was on. I made a mental note, and on the way back to the Hostel (which was Stayokay at that time) and I stopped at the art store. I picked out four canvases and gave an eraser to a little girl who tried to eat it. Her mother plucked it out of her teeth and held it up like her child had just laid an egg out of her mouth. Kids are so weird. So I took the canvas, and I realized I had an excess of money that day and I hadn't gotten stoned, so I went over and got some Mushrooms at Tatanka Leidesplein. Psylocibe Cyanescans. I dumped my stuff in my room and headed over to Vondel park, and I drew a tree as my trip set in. The tree started glowing inwardly. This is the only painting I kept from Amsterdam, and I call it "Dutch tree". Then I went over to the Film Museum and drew a duck. I later gave this painting to a Vietnamese woman I roomed with. Then I wandered over to Tweedy's, where there was a rasta behind the counter. By the time I got there, I tell you, I was so messed up that I couldn't see anything. The Rasta behind the counter started to melt, and I was just like, could I have a coffee (I am an experienced tripper). I got a coffee and sat in front of the store with this blonde rasta who looked like a viking or something. This really skinny svelt little bastard careened on over to my table and he was wearing like, stiletto heels. He asked me if he could sit down, and the answer was "NO." But he sat down anyway, so I went inside and hanged with the rasta and checked out the Herb, which looked like sticky icky. Then I went back to my hostel, where I drank with a German man, who comped multiple Heinekins in return for two canvases, one was a portrait of him called "Portrait of Pieter." Then I drew a little picture using amsterdam trademarks, like you would get in Mexico on a seashell in a restaurant on a beach. I don't think he liked that one, but it took thought, so I know it had some value. It was a picture of a joint with the Dutch flag on it, with palm trees behind it, and the xxx marks on it. I used watercolor pencils.
Then I was getting a bad vibe from my room, so I went to management and complained about my crazy roomate who had aids. They gave me most of my money back, and I ran across the street to the flying pig, where, although the receptionists were fagged and shagged, they were not on amphetamines and were not unfriendly. They didn't have any rooms there so I called the beach and asked about their rooms, which was good for my budget because they get free Thursdays. Then I sat and smoked Yellow cab in the chill room until the van came, but not before picking up an five g. bag of White Widow. from Tweedys. The Mushrooms wore off by Twelve that night, and I was drinking beers at the beach hostel, which is what I did for about five days while I waited for the trip feelings to wear off. And that is the story of my Mushroom trip in A-dam.

Unfortunately I think you have been to amsterdam, and I am sorry that it has been soiled by your visit.....now go back to class and stop posting so much you freakshow!
OK people, when did Barneys become the scourge of Amsterdam? I have been there many times, albeit the staff is not always the best, the prices may be a euro or two higher but the weed is good and you can't deny that. I could give a shit who wins the CC awards, but I think some of you are going a bit overboard on this one.

Shlo, i think you have diarrhea of the mouth and it would do you some good to stop posting so much.

This rambling diatribe of BS comes to mind...
I met up with 'The Dude MrB." yesterday and we Rolled the Renaissance city. We met up at 6:30 in front of a local cafe, and immediately went and smoked a bone of the nicest New England has to offer. After that, we went and paid a visit to my man who was rollin' with dro'.
We smoked a few bones, And made trails across town to North 'Renaissance', where I knew a waitress who worked at the Manhattan cafe. I was like, "Isn't there a Manhattan Coffeeshop in Amsterdam?" And the Dude was like, "That's so wierd." We went in and bought heinekins and drank to amsterdam. The waitress was wicked hot, and she told us her off nights, and where we could find her. We were sitting in the bar watching the Red sox game, when the Red Sox pitcher, Matt Clemente, got beamed in the head by a baseball. Looks like the Red Sox are gonna have to take another one. We ordered some chicken fingers, talked to the waitress some more, and then my hoes started calling me. I stopped answering the phone until we left the restaurant. I arranged with this hoe to meet up with her at the shell station, because she left some shit in my car, and she was like, all jonesin out on me. She's all like "Shlo, can you do me a faaavor? So I'm all like how much are you gonna payyy me to do you a faavor? And then I went and got her liquor and she payed me five bucks. Bitch all like, wanted to jump my bones cause I picked up for her. But according to the Dude MrB She was wicked hot, and I'd have to agree that she's a babe. We dropped the babe off and we went to a comedy show in Johnston. Damn we were stoned at the comedy show. For some reason the comedian only cracked on our table which was a group of four guys and a girl, I got a Jagerbomb and a lot more Heinekins. the Dude MrB was compin' drinks left and right, and then the whole place started to suck, the Comedians were impressively lame. I'd be surprised if one guy in that group made it.

There was this 19 year old kid who used old material, he was funny, but fairly unoriginal. Then there was one good guy, this guy who was rolling with my crew, and he cracked up the room, he got on a nice jag. A cute chick called me up in the middle of the comedy show, and the guy onstage asked who it was so I said "It's this girl blowin' up my phone." Nobody laughed and I felt like a pompous and arrogant dick. Everyone was worried about Matt Clemente, and this one comedian said he was a cunt, so I booed him. Had to do it, he was insulting a guy who had fallen in the line of battle.
We, the Dude and I went to Down town Renaissance and went to an all night diner, where I had a grilled cheese and the Dude had a chocolate shake and a burger, and talked about how the barmaid at the comedy place was wearing a thong. Only bad thing that happened that night was that one of the joints we were smoking on a wire came unwrapped in the car, and dropped ash and ember all over the floor, burning a huge hole. It sucked! But we rolled back to my car and the Dude went to a strip club in red light Reniassance, and I went home and went to sleep early.
Or maybe this where you felt the need to make up an increasingly unbelieveable story...




To further elaborate the Mushroom trip on the day I left museumplein/Vondelpark, I woke up that morning. I ignored the bag of Yellow cab waiting in my Dakine bag, and instead took a walk to the cash machine. I noticed an art supply store, right on the street that the Abn Amero Leidesplein was on. I made a mental note, and on the way back to the Hostel (which was Stayokay at that time) and I stopped at the art store. I picked out four canvases and gave an eraser to a little girl who tried to eat it. Her mother plucked it out of her teeth and held it up like her child had just laid an egg out of her mouth. Kids are so weird. So I took the canvas, and I realized I had an excess of money that day and I hadn't gotten stoned, so I went over and got some Mushrooms at Tatanka Leidesplein. Psylocibe Cyanescans. I dumped my stuff in my room and headed over to Vondel park, and I drew a tree as my trip set in. The tree started glowing inwardly. This is the only painting I kept from Amsterdam, and I call it "Dutch tree". Then I went over to the Film Museum and drew a duck. I later gave this painting to a Vietnamese woman I roomed with. Then I wandered over to Tweedy's, where there was a rasta behind the counter. By the time I got there, I tell you, I was so messed up that I couldn't see anything. The Rasta behind the counter started to melt, and I was just like, could I have a coffee (I am an experienced tripper). I got a coffee and sat in front of the store with this blonde rasta who looked like a viking or something. This really skinny svelt little bastard careened on over to my table and he was wearing like, stiletto heels. He asked me if he could sit down, and the answer was "NO." But he sat down anyway, so I went inside and hanged with the rasta and checked out the Herb, which looked like sticky icky. Then I went back to my hostel, where I drank with a German man, who comped multiple Heinekins in return for two canvases, one was a portrait of him called "Portrait of Pieter." Then I drew a little picture using amsterdam trademarks, like you would get in Mexico on a seashell in a restaurant on a beach. I don't think he liked that one, but it took thought, so I know it had some value. It was a picture of a joint with the Dutch flag on it, with palm trees behind it, and the xxx marks on it. I used watercolor pencils.
Then I was getting a bad vibe from my room, so I went to management and complained about my crazy roomate who had aids. They gave me most of my money back, and I ran across the street to the flying pig, where, although the receptionists were fagged and shagged, they were not on amphetamines and were not unfriendly. They didn't have any rooms there so I called the beach and asked about their rooms, which was good for my budget because they get free Thursdays. Then I sat and smoked Yellow cab in the chill room until the van came, but not before picking up an five g. bag of White Widow. from Tweedys. The Mushrooms wore off by Twelve that night, and I was drinking beers at the beach hostel, which is what I did for about five days while I waited for the trip feelings to wear off. And that is the story of my Mushroom trip in A-dam.

Unfortunately I think you have been to amsterdam, and I am sorry that it has been soiled by your visit.....now go back to class and stop posting so much you freakshow!
Hehe. Pure comedy gold. It's like Ricky Gervais, John Cleese and the Farrelly Brothers have all banded together as a writing team.
You only could wish that someone like me would stalk your highschool student, poser ass, paleeese...
Thanks for the goodmorning laugh too funny!!!!

OK people, when did Barneys become the scourge of Amsterdam? I have been there many times, albeit the staff is not always the best, the prices may be a euro or two higher but the weed is good and you can't deny that. I could give a shit who wins the CC awards, but I think some of you are going a bit overboard on this one.

Shlo, i think you have diarrhea of the mouth and it would do you some good to stop posting so much.

This rambling diatribe of BS comes to mind...
I met up with 'The Dude MrB." yesterday and we Rolled the Renaissance city. We met up at 6:30 in front of a local cafe, and immediately went and smoked a bone of the nicest New England has to offer. After that, we went and paid a visit to my man who was rollin' with dro'.
We smoked a few bones, And made trails across town to North 'Renaissance', where I knew a waitress who worked at the Manhattan cafe. I was like, "Isn't there a Manhattan Coffeeshop in Amsterdam?" And the Dude was like, "That's so wierd." We went in and bought heinekins and drank to amsterdam. The waitress was wicked hot, and she told us her off nights, and where we could find her. We were sitting in the bar watching the Red sox game, when the Red Sox pitcher, Matt Clemente, got beamed in the head by a baseball. Looks like the Red Sox are gonna have to take another one. We ordered some chicken fingers, talked to the waitress some more, and then my hoes started calling me. I stopped answering the phone until we left the restaurant. I arranged with this hoe to meet up with her at the shell station, because she left some shit in my car, and she was like, all jonesin out on me. She's all like "Shlo, can you do me a faaavor? So I'm all like how much are you gonna payyy me to do you a faavor? And then I went and got her liquor and she payed me five bucks. Bitch all like, wanted to jump my bones cause I picked up for her. But according to the Dude MrB She was wicked hot, and I'd have to agree that she's a babe. We dropped the babe off and we went to a comedy show in Johnston. Damn we were stoned at the comedy show. For some reason the comedian only cracked on our table which was a group of four guys and a girl, I got a Jagerbomb and a lot more Heinekins. the Dude MrB was compin' drinks left and right, and then the whole place started to suck, the Comedians were impressively lame. I'd be surprised if one guy in that group made it.

There was this 19 year old kid who used old material, he was funny, but fairly unoriginal. Then there was one good guy, this guy who was rolling with my crew, and he cracked up the room, he got on a nice jag. A cute chick called me up in the middle of the comedy show, and the guy onstage asked who it was so I said "It's this girl blowin' up my phone." Nobody laughed and I felt like a pompous and arrogant dick. Everyone was worried about Matt Clemente, and this one comedian said he was a cunt, so I booed him. Had to do it, he was insulting a guy who had fallen in the line of battle.
We, the Dude and I went to Down town Renaissance and went to an all night diner, where I had a grilled cheese and the Dude had a chocolate shake and a burger, and talked about how the barmaid at the comedy place was wearing a thong. Only bad thing that happened that night was that one of the joints we were smoking on a wire came unwrapped in the car, and dropped ash and ember all over the floor, burning a huge hole. It sucked! But we rolled back to my car and the Dude went to a strip club in red light Reniassance, and I went home and went to sleep early.
Or maybe this where you felt the need to make up an increasingly unbelieveable story...




To further elaborate the Mushroom trip on the day I left museumplein/Vondelpark, I woke up that morning. I ignored the bag of Yellow cab waiting in my Dakine bag, and instead took a walk to the cash machine. I noticed an art supply store, right on the street that the Abn Amero Leidesplein was on. I made a mental note, and on the way back to the Hostel (which was Stayokay at that time) and I stopped at the art store. I picked out four canvases and gave an eraser to a little girl who tried to eat it. Her mother plucked it out of her teeth and held it up like her child had just laid an egg out of her mouth. Kids are so weird. So I took the canvas, and I realized I had an excess of money that day and I hadn't gotten stoned, so I went over and got some Mushrooms at Tatanka Leidesplein. Psylocibe Cyanescans. I dumped my stuff in my room and headed over to Vondel park, and I drew a tree as my trip set in. The tree started glowing inwardly. This is the only painting I kept from Amsterdam, and I call it "Dutch tree". Then I went over to the Film Museum and drew a duck. I later gave this painting to a Vietnamese woman I roomed with. Then I wandered over to Tweedy's, where there was a rasta behind the counter. By the time I got there, I tell you, I was so messed up that I couldn't see anything. The Rasta behind the counter started to melt, and I was just like, could I have a coffee (I am an experienced tripper). I got a coffee and sat in front of the store with this blonde rasta who looked like a viking or something. This really skinny svelt little bastard careened on over to my table and he was wearing like, stiletto heels. He asked me if he could sit down, and the answer was "NO." But he sat down anyway, so I went inside and hanged with the rasta and checked out the Herb, which looked like sticky icky. Then I went back to my hostel, where I drank with a German man, who comped multiple Heinekins in return for two canvases, one was a portrait of him called "Portrait of Pieter." Then I drew a little picture using amsterdam trademarks, like you would get in Mexico on a seashell in a restaurant on a beach. I don't think he liked that one, but it took thought, so I know it had some value. It was a picture of a joint with the Dutch flag on it, with palm trees behind it, and the xxx marks on it. I used watercolor pencils.
Then I was getting a bad vibe from my room, so I went to management and complained about my crazy roomate who had aids. They gave me most of my money back, and I ran across the street to the flying pig, where, although the receptionists were fagged and shagged, they were not on amphetamines and were not unfriendly. They didn't have any rooms there so I called the beach and asked about their rooms, which was good for my budget because they get free Thursdays. Then I sat and smoked Yellow cab in the chill room until the van came, but not before picking up an five g. bag of White Widow. from Tweedys. The Mushrooms wore off by Twelve that night, and I was drinking beers at the beach hostel, which is what I did for about five days while I waited for the trip feelings to wear off. And that is the story of my Mushroom trip in A-dam.

Unfortunately I think you have been to amsterdam, and I am sorry that it has been soiled by your visit.....now go back to class and stop posting so much you freakshow!
Thanks for the help with this nut case everyone! And Boner, I agree 100% you are right on the money. I suspected he was some loser highschool student,who probably doesn't have enough money to leave his small town let alone Amsterdam.







Shut up you dick, Barneys aint all that and if you'd been there you would know that!!

Funny that the cups corrupt!!

Take no notice of Shlo he likes to expand the truth!

(Shlo if you have been to Amsterdam I'd like to see some proof)


...Boner...

One day I got lost returning to the flying pig palace from Amnesia, where I bought the sour diesel. I walked west and then turned left on the prinsengracht. I walked until I saw a big red structure in the middle of a large street. It said "Johnny square" I put two and two together and realized that Johnny's coffeeshop must be close by. Sure enough I looked and saw it. I walked in and brokered a deal with the tall guy with glasses behind the counter. Then I walked into the Bruin cafe next door and asked directions to Leidseplein. Is that enough proof for you?

How is that proof, I could find info about Amsterdam or any other large tourist city if I did enough digging, wheres the photo's? what about some proof to do with your upcoming trip? what about a photo of your ticket? I dont think you've been to Amsterdam and I dont think you'll be going anytime soon either, I actually think your some spotty teenager thats maybe smoked a bit of pot with your school friends and heard of Amsterdam, we all know you like to make up stories and thats exactly what I think your doing just living your life through this website!!


...Boner...
You may have noticed that I have a problem of exaggerating things. It is a problem that I take as my boon as a writer. I am also very suggestible, so anything you say might be reflected in an exaggerated way in my writing. I also don't know how to spell exaggerated.

I wouldn't exactly say I have diarrhea of the mouth, but I've definitely got the shits. I'm very excited about going to Amsterdam and look forward to writing a report about it, and this makes me write more about it, sometimes overzelously.
You may have noticed that I have a problem of exaggerating things. It is a problem that I take as my boon as a writer. I am also very suggestible, so anything you say might be reflected in an exaggerated way in my writing. I also don't know how to spell exaggerated.

I wouldn't exactly say I have diarrhea of the mouth, but I've definitely got the shits. I'm very excited about going to Amsterdam and look forward to writing a report about it, and this makes me write more about it, sometimes overzelously.

So do you have any proof of your last trip or your upcoming one? My moneys on NO!!


...Boner...
A writer would know when they have spelt exaggerated correctly and when they have mispelt diarrhoea.

Sounds like a short holiday with the folks, lots of museums, hurried walk through the RLD and a whole week sans coffeshops.
Did they make you go to church?
A writer would know when they have spelt exaggerated correctly and when they have mispelt diarrhoea.

Sounds like a short holiday with the folks, lots of museums, hurried walk through the RLD and a whole week sans coffeshops.
Did they make you go to church?

I believe that would be synagogue...just a wild guess that Shlomo is jewish....
Amy, I have been going to Rusland since 1975, the year they opened. They have managed to retain that cozy warmth and cool atmosphere they had in the 70's. I rarely buy smoke from them, but enjoy great teas or coffee, fruit drinks etc... AND great looking hotties behind the counters( bud and drink). Multi level and yet intimate and sociable. Lots of memories here. Check it out!
Amy, I have been going to Rusland since 1975, the year they opened. They have managed to retain that cozy warmth and cool atmosphere they had in the 70's. I rarely buy smoke from them, but enjoy great teas or coffee, fruit drinks etc... AND great looking hotties behind the counters( bud and drink). Multi level and yet intimate and sociable. Lots of memories here. Check it out!

Agreed! Def worth a visit. Nice shop, limited pot\hash menu, but decent product. Lots of food and drinks, nice staff. Multi level, has been refurbished in the past few years, nice display of pipes etc in glass cases downstairs.
Will try this one too. I actually saw this one on a travel show called Passport to Europe with Samantha Brown. She goes in, talks to the budtender, picks up a joint, looks at the menu(which they showed) and they show people smoking and chilling. They also show the glass case with all the pipes and bongs. Have to give it to the host Samantha Brown because you seldom see travel shows where the visit c-shops. They mention them but never go in really.




Amy, I have been going to Rusland since 1975, the year they opened. They have managed to retain that cozy warmth and cool atmosphere they had in the 70's. I rarely buy smoke from them, but enjoy great teas or coffee, fruit drinks etc... AND great looking hotties behind the counters( bud and drink). Multi level and yet intimate and sociable. Lots of memories here. Check it out!

Agreed! Def worth a visit. Nice shop, limited pot\hash menu, but decent product. Lots of food and drinks, nice staff. Multi level, has been refurbished in the past few years, nice display of pipes etc in glass cases downstairs.
Here are a bunch of them.

http://192.148.252.25/~reatta/menus.html

Enjoy
FlyByNite
...and what's wrong about going to college? i just got 20 two months ago, and have been to amsterdam 6 times, and more or less all around the world...stop it with this bullshit that if someone isn't in his late 40s then he's only talking shit.

btw,that u.s. customs story by shlo looks really fake tho...still funny as hell

thanks
That US customs story is solid. I was on the plane from France and I looked at my passport and realize there was resin stuck all over it. I cleaned it with my fingernail, and then used saliva to wipe it up. The French guy next to me was cracking up. I had left a bag of skunk in my pack and they obviously didn't care, and let it through. It wasn't enough to get busted for in Massachussetts anyway, I think there's a gram personal limit or something. The real reason they didn't hassle me was because they found all of my medications and decided I must have problems. It was like having a get out of jail free card. Not only that but I came back to little Rhody to find that Medical Marijuana had just passed in Congress. In the two weeks I was in Amsterdam pot was legalized.
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Travelocity has "Fare Watcher", but, IMHO, this is less useful.

TripStalker.com is a new site, haven't tried it myself, basically works like the others but also can be set to check for hotel and rental car deals.
Hi All- What should I expect to pay for airfare from Chicago to Ams sometime between these months? I've only flown in March the last two times and am not used to paying this much. I have flexibility with regards to the exact day. I see $750 with taxes- I'm thinking better deals will come along a few months from now. Also, does anyone have any ideas on where to look besides the usual Yahoo Travel or whatever?
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