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Nate “Igor” Smith 🎩
@drivenbyboredom
Been slacking on crazy stories and stuff cause my life has taken a (positive/busy) turn but I promise I got some good stuff for you. Let me hit you with a quick one... *editor's note: It was not a quick one and I went on a very R-Rated tangent in the middle of the story so trigger warning or something. My friend Stevie came to visit NYC for a few days and stayed with me, but then she just never left. She didn't stay with me that whole time she was staying in a hotel between crashing with friends and she was just drinking a ton and one night we went out and she went into this sex shop and bought a whip cream canister and a bunch of N2O cartridges to do whip its. I hadn't done them in years but I did a couple with her and it was kinda fun and I didn't really think about it after that. A few weeks later she decided her drinking was too much and she just got on a flight and went to rehab. She didn't even take her stuff with her. For some insane reason she left her stuff with a girl that neither of us knew that well. I had gone on a single Tinder date with her and somehow I introduced them. Anyway, that girl was like "Stevie wants me to mail her all her shit, but I am not dealing with that". Of course I took care of it because I am way too nice of a person and I felt like I owed Stevie for one of the most insane experiences of my life: She got a Times Square hotel on New Years Eve that was a block from the ball drop. I had lived in NYC over a decade at that point and had never done any of that touristy shit but I wanted to hang out with her. Our plan was to watch it from the street, but the hotel windows opened so we could just see it drop from the window. You could just look out and see all the people down there waiting in the cold. I had an idea. She bent over stuck her torso out the window and I closed it on her and we had sex while she was just looking out at the crowd and watching it turn midnight. I was hiding behind the blinds so no one knew what was happening from below, but yeah it was insane. Sorry back to the story.... She called me from rehab and we went through her bag to take out stuff so it would be cheaper to mail. We pulled out her stripper heels and some warm clothes she wasn't gonna need in Florida and her whip cream canister. I didn't know what to do with it so I just put it in my kitchen. Fast forward three years and the pandemic happens. I am quaranting with a girl who I liked but all of a sudden we were spending so much time together and it was maybe too much. We were so bored and one day when we were ordering our groceries we saw the local bodega sold N2O canisters so for some reason we bought a box and did them, and then a few days later did it again and all of a sudden I am doing whipits like a high school student or something and that's when I knew I had to maybe stop seeing this girl. Ultimately I ended stuff with her and threw away that canister when I moved. That girl is now a tattoo artist and seems to be doing okay. Stevie actually got sober, and also religious and blew me off last time we made plans so we stopped talking, but hoping she's doing okay too. The end of this story that suddenly got way too long.
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Darkoh 🏃💨
@darkoh.eth
After doing whip its on hallucinogens it’s never really the same when not on hallucinogens
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Plants
@plantsnft
Proper 69 $degen
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JC
@jonathancolton
Legend!
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