barcelona pastillas

Ay, que estan calientes las pastillas de freno!!

que noo, es un eufemismo, como cuando un tímido entra en una farmacia y se encuentra cara a cara con la farmacéutica y empieza "pues venía a por unas pastillas de menta ..

Mugriento, me duele la barriga de reirme.....pastillas...de goma... hee..... - eres un timido, OP? :)))

Supposing that we are talking about X here, I regret to inform you that the pills here in Barcelona (compared to the stuff I´ve had in the US and the Netherlands) are quite interior. Yes, I can have fun and dance a few hours, but none of the mindblowing graphics and that "I think I am dancing towards GOD" feeling that I used to get with real X.

However, if anyone here DOES know where to get the real deal, please PM me the relevant info ;)

Have a great time at Primavera Sound!
Maybe I´ll see you, I am going to try to borrow a boat from a friend and break in through the sea side.

If the pills are so interior, maybe you should try swallowing them outside. That wasn't God, it was a bearded DJ.

As for the last sentence, I'm not sure any more if we need a pharmacist, a good mechanic as Tony hints, or a guide to the Doors lyrics.

#12. :-)))

#12. :-)))

You've scared Englander off!!!

He might have to look into barbiturates to calm down.

Not scared off (ni timido), I was merely away from my desk (cue castilian mumblings from TB and NR about my likely whereabouts... getting wasted in some dockside opium den, probably).

Anyway, thanks for the help... especially #14. Although I'm not sure whether I leave any better prepared than I arrived..!

I'm only trying to minimise the risk of something bad happening (while enjoying the luxury of a mangled brain, obviously).