love and empathy
and pixie stix
I remember tricking half my art class into snorting Pixie sticks.
tell us the story
@biggest-gaudiest-patronuses Oh. Well, it was pretty normal for kids in my school to take art because they thought they’d get to do no work. So majority of the people would always fuck around in the class, piss off the teacher daily n’ he was pretty chill. I didn’t really like these kids either. The teacher had the class set up sort of circle cult like which was what gave me access. What helped is in most my classes m’f don’t every question what I say, it was like truth and they never second guessed it. Be outta fear or respect or both, for whole different story.
Anywho, so our teacher gave us some pixie sticks, I think it was after Halloween or somethin’. Someone makes the joke that it looked like cocaine. Me with my monotonenesss made a sarcastic joke/refer to it beings like a flavor powder you can snort it getting you High and you get the taste. They took me seriously, didn’t catch my sarcasm. Start askin me more about it so I play along. I’m good at making bullshit stories its apart of my humor so this is a breeze. I tell them it was a popular thing to do, that through the nose it can give direct access to the blood stream and that the chemicals in the candy give a mild High like huffing paint but less noticable and theres flavor. Again, they believe me, super hyped about this shit. My friends and teacher who know me well know I’m being sarcastic. Their holdin in laughter.
I pretend to put some on my finger,, they can’t see, I was across the room. I make it seem like I snort some and enjoy it. Then I pass it over like a joint. One by one I watch them snorting pixie stick dust like a line of coke. Not once just once either. And a minute or two after they are actin High. Talking shit to each other, climbing the tables, spinning in chairs. They lost one of their shoes in side the ceiling and I don’t think they got it back. They sums up most of it. It was a dick move but it be like that sometimes.