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my foreskin woes...
- Thread starter KnoXville
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Okay, here's a funny story. About 5 years ago, I had to go to a family dinner at my uncle's house, so to make the evening a bit more bearable, I took about an eighth of an ounce of mushrooms beforehand. Once we got there, I hung out in the backyard and did my best to avoid everyone, but eventually my uncle Neil - who I actually don't mind - came up to talk to me. By this time, I was tripping really hard. All of a sudden, he pulled me aside, pointed to the garden, and said,
"Hey Saint808, you know what's buried in the garden?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Your FORESKIN."
This was NOT the thing to hear while very high on mushrooms. Then my mom got mad at him for telling me that - apparently, it's true. I don't know all the details, but supposedly, part of the tradition is for the foreskin to be buried on the property of an older relative...? I don't know exactly.
But goddamn. I ate tomatoes out of that garden.
"Hey Saint808, you know what's buried in the garden?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Your FORESKIN."
This was NOT the thing to hear while very high on mushrooms. Then my mom got mad at him for telling me that - apparently, it's true. I don't know all the details, but supposedly, part of the tradition is for the foreskin to be buried on the property of an older relative...? I don't know exactly.
But goddamn. I ate tomatoes out of that garden.
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