Smuel's good morning extravaganza

No, I'm stuck in a small mining town in the northen part of Sweden.

Goder afton.

 

Wow. How is this even possible? Can you really change the year?

Alas, no. Perhaps I have some two weeks off in the midst of August. Good Middday.

 

No. He most likely travelled into the future and brought a server back with him, upon which he the registered unto this website, back in 1933.

 

Gód ærmorgen.

 

Well, still kinda on the grid.

Smoking in the rainbow retreat in Nimbin, a kind of cannabis theme-park in the middle of a cannabis theme-park of a town.

Also, I saw a wild platypus... or that might have been an hallucination. Meanwhile, my friend just had half a cookie then walked into the forest. I'm sure he'll be okay... probably.

'Evening all.

 

Weedception?

Good afternoon.

 

You betcha!

And all who came would see me there
And all would cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair.
Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread
For he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise.

Good morning.

 

Too... Much... Weed... Must... Keep... control...

 

Good morning ytzk, nice to see you again baby.

 

Right back atcha, old bean.

Groovy evening and good vibrations everyone.

 

Good morning from the 1970s, apparently.

 

My first car was made in the 70's. And each morning driving it was a good one. Good evening.

 

Good morning from the afternoon.

 

I just learnt to my detriment that no matter how curious I am I should never eat pork rind again. Good evening.

 

I learnt to my amusement that even guinea pigs can look confused when you give them a vegan-safe snack. Good afternoon.

 

I learned nothing. Good morning.

 

I just learned that Windows Vista has no problems filling up a 30G partition. Good morning.

 

Yeah baby, I'd like to fill up YOUR partition. With my DATA. Good MORning.

 

That would be a dream come true, wouldn't it Smuel?

Good morning.

 

Good morning indeed you stinkin' bums!