Today I bought a can of compressed air to spray dust out of my laptops fan, and i felt like i looked like i was buying it for recreational use, but whatever. While checking out i heard some kid in front of me say "we should have gotten him to buy us one" to his girlfriend. i think they were like 16... just a happening, i thought it was strange
I Very Much Doubt They Were Interested In The Fresh Air Aspect, My Money Is On The Propellant.... Cheers Glen.
Ye of little faith. Those naive children probably just wanted a blow job and thought at last they had been handed the means.
if they only know one way to get high i doubt it's duster. i think knowing about this means you probably know several ways to get high.
If its sold within reach then it contains bitterant in it... about all the brands in chain stores will have bitterants. pretty sure you have to be 18 .. Although those that use it as intended have complained about bitterants contaminating their computers and other things. And bitterant free is available if you pay a little more. I find using it on my computer wasteful, when air compressor gun work just as good without wasting precious huffing gas..
poor high school kids. my friends and i used to buy cans everytime we skipped school ....yeah, its probably best that you have to be 18.
This reminded me of a time I was at big rave at someone house once and some dude was sitting in a corner blow up hard, he then took a big ass hit off of the air duster and started to go into convulsions really bad, no one even paid attention to him. My friend and I somehow managed to get this dude up the stairs to the 2nd floor and put him in the shower. I then found his cell phone to find someone to come and pick this dude up found his moms number and called, she was soooo pissed off, but she thanked me and my friend for saving his life. Turns out the dude was a kid and was only 14 (he looked at least 18, blew me away!). I was so freaked out that the mom was going to call the cops after that, that my friends and I called someone to pick us up (cuz we were rolling hard) and we left.