50mill

i hear hyphy is dead. no more thizzle wiggles.

how about an I O U. when i can stand up and go outside I will.

Re: Don't Call it Frisco LOLz

yeah yeah...definitely going to talk to a lawyer. i want to at least serve the right person, whether it be the landlord or the painters.im feeling a lot better too...but i can't inhale fumes for a while though. really sad about not being able to paint or smoke...but on the upside im still alive i guess. and my ankles are still cute.

510 flicks.

this is amazing. i thought it was in oakland....and i saw that it is. im going to start an oakland thread and move all the oakland pictures over.... http://www.12ozprophet.com/forum/showthread.php?p=6143363#post6143363

instant chemical induced bronchitis. it may be long term....dont know yet. i think i might just hand my landlord the payment from the hospital, and the RX receipt.

since im pretty in the dark on legalities, any help would be greatly appreciated. im feeling a lot better. started walking today. actcually ate something too. slowly but surely....i can never smoke again. its a tragedy.

post the picture. who cares. i cant really walk so sitting here on 12oz seems like the most entertaining thing for me right now.

there is no company dude. he hired some random guy who used to rent for him basically. payed him in cash. shits dumb. im going to talk to a lawyer but i have no idea how to go about this or if ill even go through with it.

i was crying cuz i couldnt breath and crying seemed to help, until my nose started running. it feels like someone punched me in the chest and it burns at the same time.

im a girl. and i read 12oz a lot a few years ago, kinda stopped and just started posting again back in november.

Ok so heres the deal: I moved into this place in Oakland on Sunday night. The stupid painters were still there. They were supposed to be out by that morning. (they're still there). There was one guy painting. Since we started moving in he called up some friends to come over and help him out. I don't know how it took them that long. Well one of his dumbass friends spilled paint all over the carpet (and my stuff, but i could care less really. there is paint on a lot of my stuff). he thought it would be a genius idea to put turpintine on the carpet. when that wasnt working he tried ammonia, and then bleach. same with the tub. so i cleaned out the tub when they left, not knowing i wouldnt be able to breath the next day. i moved some more stuff into my apartment and when i got to my old house, i pretty much collapsed on the floor crying. and im not a big cryer. my neighbor drove me to the hospital where a bunch of my friends showed up. thank god for friends. i just woke up after sleeping 20 hours. i got chemical induced bronchitis. i have no idea long term consequences or anything. shit sucks. i feel horrible. http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/classic/A795611