Mt. Shine, the hillbilly song

is this ketomine?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRyCU9EpFUg

a drink?
a smoke?
a pill?

never heard of it

acrossOceans wrote:

it's liquid... which you make into powder... and then sniff it.. but you can also mix it with tobbacco and smoke it... i was always too pansy for it.... done it about 10-12 times in my life ... but my cousin, sis and friends were diggin that shit back in the day... back in 82 : ) well more like 98-99

never heard of it and it looks scary and sickly.
watching that guy (in the clip i posted) makes me wanna barf

acrossOceans wrote:

oh yeah... forget about it/...it's sick shit... none of us can imagine doin that shit again... the things we 're up for when we're younger... this friend of mine did it in recent times like 4 years ago or so... and it was a horror movie watchin him that night... we looked after him all night... and then i had fuckin nightmares

how long does a healthy dose last?
that is some terrible actions from that dude in the clip.

fuck all that... :sick:

lettinggo wrote:

pandora wrote:

We have a bootlegger here. A very old guy, lives in a shack from the turn of the century when it was just dirt roads and land. The houses sprung up around him. He's still selling on Sundays so if you get in a jam you can find it.
Makes his own wine, sells beer, heavy mark up, and makes moonshine. Cops look the other way...there's a bit of respect there and everybody gets in a jam sometimes on Sundays...even cops

now homemade wine is a very doable trip
and i do mean trip(py)
sediments floating in your glass
mmmmmmm
good stuff

dregs... recently i discovered this word thru song.
i was like, what are dregs?

"he drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhKv2DObCoc

Gone are the days when the ox fall down
he'd take up the yoke and plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said "please,
gently Jack Jones won't you come to me?"

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on

In 1920 when he stepped to the bar
he drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
In 1930 when the Wall caved in
he paid his way selling red eye gin

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
two times over and the rest was sins
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
Didn't get the lickings that the other ones had

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on

Tumble down shack in Bigfoot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her God
and the old man never was the same again

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on

Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
I cut hick'ry to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and you're ready to kill

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man's getting on