HASH AND CANE

HASH AND CANE....................... There once lived a poor woodsman named Parihuana. He had a very bossy woman, Marijuana. They had two children and they were doped Hash and Wietje. Wietje played with her barbiturates and Hash played with Stuffie, his dog, and his cat Morfientje.
Marijuana said: We have to do something. "After all, they had nothing to eat, and Parihuana snorted deeply, but did not know what to say." Marijuana came up with an angry plan and they would go on a trip in the woods and Hash. and leave Wits there, but that clever Hash had heard everything and put a knife in his back pocket, and
the next day they went on a trip through the forest where the wind was blowing through the trees, which were very high. Hash and Wietje took a nap and their parents went away quietly.
But Hash had pulled lines in the snow with his knife, so they could easily find the way to the village. They did not dare to go home, so they went to Opium and Omium. They sat peacefully on their cane to listen to the LSD player, where the hit sounded: Always Smoked Witch,
in the middle of the week, but not on Sundays.
On Sundays she smokes heroin, with a pinch of cocaine......... Kortjakje Wiet always smokes,
in the middle of the week, but not on Sundays.
When Opium and Omium saw the children, they greeted them exuberantly. "High!" They said and "High" called Hash and Wietje. They were offered a cracker. "Are you hungry?" Early Omium. "Yes!" Called Hash and Wietje. "Let's go Chinese!" "Well, Omium said." I coke "." The next day Hash and Wietje were brought home again, Parihuana was happy, but Marijuana was not.
When they went on a trip in the forest the next day, Marijuana looked good on Hash, so he did not see a chance to draw lines. When the two children were left alone again, they were really lost. But then they saw a little bird that whistled: "Wiedewiedwiet." They followed the bird and came to a cottage that was entirely made of coke.They immediately started to sniff out, but while they sniffed so deliciously, they were being sped by the angry H-XTC who lived in the cottage. The H-XTC began to sing: "Sniffel, snaffle, pinch, who sniffs at my house?" Because Hash and Wietje were filled with fear, they did not answer. The H-XTC got suspicious and walked out, She said with a sweet voice: "Come inside, I'll bake a delicious spacecake for you."
But in the meantime the H-XTC had too much sense in Hash and Wietje. After a while Hash and Wietje were completely stoned and counted at the H-XTC at the table. Now the H-XTC Wiek wanted to dry in her droghok and Hashje compressed in her pressed iron and then cut it into cubes. Now they could no longer escape. "Hemp!" Shouted Wietje.
"Hemp!" Hash exclaimed. They were afraid of being smoked. Wietje had to check if the coals in the dock were already hot enough. She told the H-XTC that she could not see it properly. The H-XTC went to see for herself and Wietje pushed her into the dock and closed the door. The H-XTC started shouting: "Hemp!" The H-XTC burned and Hash and Wietje were happy. They searched the cottage and stuffed their bags full of cocaine, morphine, hash, weed, coke and especially XTC. "Come Hash, we have to go!" Said Wietje. "Wait a minute, sister, I'm just taking drug with collecting drugs." Hash said. They set the house on fire. Crack, said the cottage.
They went home with speed. The Weedewie-bird-bird showed them the way. On the way they came across Blowkapje and Sneeuwwietje. When they came home, Parihuana was happy. Marijuana was dead and they lived happily ever after.cheers

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