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yeah i been takeing pv for a few years now and its a sneaky little f****R its got to much moreish factor but i stil love it anyways the tan is the best hard to reach tho more pv he he he!!!:weee::crazy::weee:!!!

@AnnaDawn 405128 wrote:

Hey! I don’t know where you live, but I know of a great site that is legit where you can get MDPV. I just got my shipment today and it came in 3 days (was in California, but was mixed up in mail for an extra day). I ordered a gram on Monday for my plants, and my plants have never been happier 🙂 Check out this site! I wouldn’t order from any other site 🙂 Check it out and let me know what you think. They only do orders within the U.S. (they are located in Florida).

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Peace,
Anna

Just to let you know your not allowed to advertise sites that sell drugs on PV for any reason I am afraid.

what do ya mean its a weirdos drug…..haha, had my first experience yesterday and did a lot of the brownish one, loved it…wrote this, not really a review, its just the drug gave me the focus to put it all down..

Be a grizzly

hi guys, dunno if this will get published due to the seemingly excessive amounts of this drug taken, butn hey ho, i am what i is, a genetically modified drug guinea pig…steroids, cocaine, cat, bubbles, e’s…and thats just in the last two days…its a hard life, but someone has to do it i guess….

my history is that i was curiously anti drugs for the first 35 years on this planet, and any other i happen to visit without leaving the house, yet, in the last 6 years my drug intake has become positively Olympian. Simple reason for this change in heart. I realised that drugs were in fact a good thing, they did work and that, in short, I had long held erroneous beliefs with no basis of personal experience. So I dipped my toe..(not strictly true, I chose a soon to become familiar all or nothing full immersion technique, I was, after all, making up for all those drug free years of boring virtue) ..why am I a guinea pig..simple fact is I have found my niche in life cos i seem to be able to take vast quantities of any given drug and still function in my usual abnormal fashion…I am used as the group guinea pig for anything new, y’al dig….nice work, again, if yaw can get it, but its not for armatures, I take my drug ingestion seriously….I know it doesn’t make one big or clever, but hell, imp a 21 stone man in the prime of his life and as imp sure you will agree from reading this witty, erudite, well balanced review, imp sharp as a firkin tack given my recent ingestion of this new, (wonder??) drug…actually, they are all ‘wonder’ drugs to me, someone is given something, they wonder what it is and how it will affect them, I take it, they see it has made me incredibly chatty and take a smaller dosage and usually lose the capacity for speech/reasonable thinking and curl up in a catatonic state with me triumphantly crowing ‘shouldn’t play with the big boys’..haha, I AM a proper cant…

anyhow, given my predilection for snorting anything I can get my hands on, i.e. an ounce of charlie/mcat/bubbes/speed, hell, even wet, damp base or any given permutation/combination of these, my fondest weapons of choice at one sitting my mate, who shall remain nameless, but is another hearty soul, a drug pioneer in his own right, accosted me at 3am this morning with a load of free testers he had acquired for this weekends partying…needless to say, he told me that the guy he got this new drug from had warned him of the consequences of ingesting big lines and had said that it was the strongest thing he had snorted in his 39 years on planet earth…he doesn’t visit other planets without leaving the house, hence his ridiculous claim…

anyhow, get on with it I hear you groan. All good things are worth waiting for, patience is a virtue and all those other trite platitudes us writers use to whet a readers appetite for the knowledge and subsequently/the report of the inevitable train wreck….

Back on track. See what I did there. Train wreck, track, that’s called a link…ok, so its not clever but it proves that my mental faculties haven’t been stultified by the last 6 years of substance enjoyment….we put out what we would consider to be small lines, maybe about ¼ of a gram each, and blasted them down…it was a brownish white substance that resembled nothing more than wet base mixed with dry weetabix…so bet it’s a right cunt to clean off the board, but for the reasons outline below, il leave that to the guys with experience of smaller dosages of this drug, we shall call them, for the sake of jocularity if nothing else,, panda bears..and ya gotta read all of this veritable smorgasbord of genius/insanity to find out why..cue dick barton special agent type music to build suspense!!…

I felt/feel a welcome tingle, not up there with a really good e and certainly second to the high speed train wallop you get from snorting mcat in big, hairy gram sized lines, or even double dunting them, for twice your pleasure….nab, double dunting is a trademark registered to me, and although I am big and clever, I also have a propensity for being a fairly volatile, fairly violent individual, so use it at your peril…nb, the word dunt is the trademark, not the number, if I had trademarked the numbers single, double, treble and quadruple, hell, all of the possible variations, id be forever knocking in doors and demanding money with menaces, instead of the 30% of my waking hours that this enjoyable, and profitable pastime currently consumes…that can be a large amount of hours depending on the length and quality of ‘the big one’ im on..again, the term ‘the big one’ is a reg trademark to bighorribleviolentendoflifeexperiences.com also reg as poet warrior/instrument of karma.com……strange how one of those names gets soo much more hits than the other when nine times out of ten, the end result for the consumer will be the same…again, I digress

Now, I can feel your all a) getting anxious to hear about the specific effects of ingesting such a seemingly large dosage of this mpxbgt whateverthefuckits called and b) I can feel mutterings from the johnny doo gooders suggesting that I may in fact suffer huge effects of the copious, nay, Herculean levels of abuse that I have submitted my slender, frail anatomy too over the years..he is prone to fits of anger and violence I hear y’all crow gleefully, he is a megalomaniac judging by his writing, suffering drug induced psychosis and delusions from too many class a’s….

Now I can see why some of you may indeed appear querulous as to the side effects and apparent personality defects(I prefer to call them endearing foibles), but then im a 300lb shaven headed gorilla who can lift large cars and small towns and juggle planets at the weekends, hell im so fukin big, with the help of good old hard work and copious amounts of inject able testosterone stacked with any other suitable chemical, taken in double, sometime triple dunts (reg tm)sometimes when I move quickly, I can be responsible for the tides.way I see it, .if im gonna keel over and die, I feel it should at least be as a result of my own actions and I should at least be a big, horrible corpse who ;lived his life to the max….there it goes again, megalomaniac I can honestly HEAR the gleeful rubbing of sweaty churchgoing hands at this point…how dare people who cant match me physically or intellectually call into question my actions or sanity..these people are fucking lambs who will never experience the joyous release of acting on sheer impulse just because they fuckin can..pious cunts judging giants from the vantage point of a shrew..

Further fuel to the fire???,,mmm, this isn’t for effect or to stimulate debate, I honestly feel that unless you have walked a mile in the other guys shoes, you should not criticise him…don’t get me wrong, once you have completed this arduous task wearing anything from comfy, well worn brogues, or kinky thigh high boots..(size 13, obviously…)whatever you have appropriated from the intended target for your criticism..you can make any criticism you like…why does this 1/26th of a marathon give you these rights…the answer isn’t cos it promotes empathy, allows you to experience their lives before you judge them….ITS COS YOU’RE A FUCKIN MILE AWAY FROM THE CUNT AND IF YOU HAVE FOLLOWED MY ADVICE, YOU WILL HAVE THE CUNTS SHOES…realistically, he aint gonna catch ya now, is he?…..unless he has a winged chariot of some type and of course unless you have erroneously entered the world of Greek mythology or the like for your grand shoe theft/shouting of abuse, erm, criticism, this is an extremely unlikely event…

.nb, personally id avoid entering any type of Greek myth as the only shoes that you can walk a mile in will be shitty sandals, and even Joe Christ his self couldn’t sell them.

Having just ingested approximately 500mg of this drug in the last 5 minutes, in a cold cup of strong coffee, seeing as you ask, im certainly feeling a euphoric sense of goodness, personal wealth of soul and spirit and a feeling that I am indeed, omnipotent..though even I cant create a rock that is too heavy for me to lift…so, almost omnipotent then

..almost, such a small, insignificant word to bring about that familiar feeling of emptiness, despair and loathing. We are almost there, almost in, sorry to disturb you, but are we almost done here..oh, I didn’t realise you had finished, and other such strings of callously discarded words..always remember, sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will always harm us….unless you possess a godlike forbearance and the patience of job like I do..(again, not strictly true, if as I stated earlier, patience is a virtue, its one of the virtues that just aren’t worth acquiring…unless your meek or mild, and brother if you are one or both of these your gonna need patience cos your at the back of the queue..permanently..you are about as much use as a fuckin almost bear..again, keep reading you lucky people, all will become crystal clear…)

Anyway, il come back to my apparent megalomaniacal tendencies and natural superiority to well, almost anyone I guess, some think I display almost godlike qualities..(note I said some, not my own delusion, I don’t have any delusions about being godlike, im confident in my recent deification by the good god (me, now) fearing people of the island off the west coast of Scotland that I recently erroneously bought on ebay, and these islanders love any chance to recreate a wicker man type bout of crackling, blazing destruction of anything unfamiliar or strange to them..like computers, TV’s and indeed mobile phones…oh, and any visitors I send there and put my mark upon….playing god, me….not a chance, there but for the grace of god goes god, the islanders whisper as I pass them by on my new fangled Honda c90 cub moped..they think it’s a miracle that the little red beast can whiz me around, they are in awe of its mighty two stroke engine..its alchemy they cry, he has turned base metal into a transportation device…these people are so fuckin gullible its great, go to any community where mother and father were brother and sister too, and you will find that the subsequent exodus to the shallow end of the genetic pool by any and all of the incestuous bastards produced will actually enable you to fool all of the people all of the time

…truth be told, this deity is a bit skint, I had assumed being an all powerful god to a small crafting community would have paid well, but in realtiy the fuckin island and my own, real time sims game did cost a fair bit, but hell, I AM better than god on that me(god)forsaken strip of bare rock and heather ..and no one disturbs your beatific moments of euphoria when you have succeeded in the simple Olympian ideals to get higher, go faster, last longer and do more, and indeed stronger drugs….perhaps this review of this me(god)given substance will prove to be an epiphany, but I already know what’s in store for me, and indeed you, good reader, cos like all true deities I am omnipresent and as discussed earlier, almost omnipotent….nb, its amazing how often you can substitute the word almost with the word not..almost softens the blow of failure, almost done, almost perfect, just basically mean haven’t started and fuckin mess respectively when you use this trick….my daughter, age seventeen, still softens the blow of her failure to keep her room tidy, hell even having the floor visible would be a start, with the words almost done, and I buy it every time..….

Sooooo, how are we enjoying my description of the mpvghyxyz effects, better than your usual 10.30 had 2mg of the substance and experienced mild euphoria,,again, note the use of an apparently harmless word that has connotations of negativity..well not on my fuckin watch!! ,,who wants mild fucking anything..I don’t want mild, or indeed meek, anything,,I don’t want any part of a society that promotes shiny happy people or indeed the band rem…and before anyone calls into question the existence of myself, and the thousands of other gods the world over…jeeesus, maybe this self deifying IS part of the drug induced hysteria I can feel creeping up my spine like an all powerful but slow moving spine sloth ……a what..iv never used that terminology before, fuck it this stuff is good now..what I meant to say, obviously, is the drug induced hysteria wrapping itself slowly but methodically round my spine like a large venomous viper, ready to inject the freedom the hysteria will bring at any given time…christ, im pretty sure I speak for all of you when I say I hope it happens before I finish this scribbling,..the clue that it doesn’t is the further scribbling below, for those of you still interested in this drug induced master class in the results of mandatory, unsupervised overindulgence

Ok, im gonna settle for being a part time fuckin god , at least certainly in comparison to most of you McDonalds swilling sullen oxen. Labouring away under that well worn yoke of ignorance….hey no offence if this hits
a chord…you guys make the world go around, and in your own way, your efforts are even more important than my drug testing abilities and subsequent pearls of wisdom…oops, maybe I should have called you McDonalds swilling sullen pigs rather than oxen, because then I could truly claim to be laying these pearls of gratuitously gained wisdom before swine…again, contrived, but proof positive that THE DRUGS, in complete opposite of the statement made in the song of the same title by another faceless, nameless, hopefully now dead junkie looking cunt DO WORK…who’d a thunk…

.bastard, where was I going with this…oh yes, people claiming that us gods, full or part time don’t exist because a gracious benevolent god would never allow such insipid, dullard musical ’groups’ like rem and anyone else who embraces such a culture of shiny, happy anything, ie a mild lifestyle. Think about it music lovers, they must exist as a frame of reference for what is truly bad,.like Hitler, Joe Stalin and that cunt that lives down the road from me who leaves his dogs in the garden all day and night..(he, in fact some of you, may find my comparing him to two of the biggest, best tyrants in the world, offensive, but fuck it, im a dog lover, and im sure the dogs see him as an evil tyrannical figure..id ask them but guys, keep up, they are fuckin dogs, and even in the moments you guys think are drug induced, I never think I can talk to the animals..and lets face it its not like im comparing him to shite tyrannical figures/genocidal megalomaniacs, he should take comfort in the fact that his dogs and I at least would compare him to the leaders in that particular market sector)..I kind of prefer to be viewed as an avuncular, benign, even benevolent dictator, like Mussolini but more dangerous looking iv been told, and hell, if god gives ya lemons, you know what your gonna make with them boss..interestingly I just went on the Italian jobcentre website and Mussolini’s position has yet to be filled despite continual advertising..mmmmm, I wonder???

.incidentally, why is it such a great thing that a fuckin parrot has the intelligence of a three year old…a seventeen year old would impress, my daughter can fleece me of anything up to £100 of my hard earned cash with such elegance and panache that it feels like she has done me a favour by redeeming said sum from my wallet, whereas your normal three year old still eats its own shit given half a chance and would hardly be your choice of after dinner speaker..sorry, left turn down tangent boulevard again..back to our justification of the existence of these truly worthless, bad, or evil things. They must exist so we can truly experience the joyous wonder of what is truly good,…go play ac/dc highway to hell, Hendrix or led zep, and remember to turn those speakers up to eleven whenever possible…might is right… after listening to shiny happy anyfuckinthing to see what I mean… what kind of cunt wants to become a shiny, happy tambourine clapping person anyhow, im much happier with angry, unreasonable gun toting bigots….ya always know where ya are with a bigot, and I feel a particular affinity right now with rednecks cos my neck feels like its on fire, and I, too, have a glorious lack of sophistication right now….

So, essentially what have I learnt from reading the collected scribblings about you guys experiences in comparison with my own….il tell ya what iv learnt, my description of where this drug has taken me in the last 12 hours , and the fact that it has enabled my already unhinged, some say warped ,mind, to make the Olympian mental leaps of faith it has suggests one thing to me in comparison to you guys structured neat almost scholarly reports..you guys are having a fuckin laugh….10mg of any drug is not enough., I mean for the love of a crippled Jesus nailed to a fuckin swastika, what do you take it on..a fuckin pinhead…how can 10mg constitute a fuckin LINE of anything..if someone put me out a line of anything that was 10mg, I would automatically assume that I was very, very far away from the line and it had become a dot on the horizon……ok, its sensible to start of with a measure you feel comfortable with, but for me, any line of any drug that contains less than ooh, say, 250mg is a fuckin waste of time..for a period of time in our social circles, a line was also known by the name ‘gram’’

Everything in moderation they say, including moderation itself I say….iv always believed in simple , easy drug taking philosophy.. that enough is NEVER enough and sometimes, but not always, more than enough can be just enough….nothing succeeds like excess and if your gonna go out, go out with a bang not a fuckin whimper…whimper is another of those apologetic words that almost seems to tentative to be on the page itself, almost apologetic in its structure and meaning…A BANG is much more satisfactory, simple, loud and dripping with so many salacious possibilities, much prefer a big fuckin bang to any volume of fuckin whimper//////

And what’s the point of this bang and whimper bolloks I hear ya ask, well, having read some of the well structured, well meaning drug journals on this very site, it occurs to me that for many/most of you, you are using these drugs to create a whimper in your life, I mean ferchrissakes, what kind guy/woman takes drugs in such miniscule amounts, then meticulously records their heartbeat every half hour and says they enjoyed, now here’s a familiar word, a MILD feeling of euphoria and well being, and reports that they were scared the neighbours would notice that they had taken something because they felt unnaturally chatty…before recording that they felt an almost impossible to resist urge to do their ironing. I mean apart from the sheer ridiculousness of claiming a drug is good for household chores, haven’t you guys got wives/girlfriends/immigrant servants.(.delete as appropriate)..to do these menial tasks for you..??

I have enjoyed my mdvp experience. Wanna know why?..cos unlike you fuckin Amatures, I will always go straight for the money shot,..now bear in mind that some of the ridiculous claims for this drug on your hallowed pages suggest overdosing to be very easy, and potentially dangerous, and suggest that 40mg or so is plenty adventurous enough dosage, AND CAN HAVE AN ADVERSE EFFECT ON YOUR HEART RATE/CAUSE SEVERE COMEDOWNS ETC..im gonna tell you straight….your wasting your time with this drug guys..if your life is so empty, so uninspiring that a) you can even feel such a miniscule amount working..ANYONE EVER HEAR OF A FUCKIN PLACEBO EFFECT.. and b) you need any kind of drug to get enough get up and go to do HOUSEHOLD FUCKIN CHORES. You need to go to the other side of the road with the rest of the shiny happy people, make a nice line, in height order please and then throw yourselves into the mass grave provided by, well, the real drug users, alph males and females, in short, society’s grizzly bears//////if 40mg is giving some of you guys palpitations, I should surely be dead, having now snorted and ingested thru a cup pf cold coffee infused with the drug, three heaped desert spoons of instant espresso and a scoosh of honey around about 700mg of this drug, and I gotta say, the end result has been epic..I haven’t shut up for approximately ten hours, iv outlasted another two participants and am well into my 36th hour of sleep deprivation, oh joy untold….im in love with drugs and I feel fine, as the beatles possibly should have sung….

that’s what I wanna take drugs for, not just this drug, any fuckin drug…I wanna feel intense feelings of euphoria, I wanna experience new sights and sounds, preferably those loveable mcat style hallucinations that just kinda keep coming, and I wanna keep on going till the last drop is gone….if I ever feel an urge to do ironing/,email tasks etc, its extremely likely that I will knock back another few HUNDRED mg and wait thru the potentially life threatening euphoria till the urge passes…and it will….

My message to anyone wanting to indulge in mdvp is much the same as for any illegal or legal substance designed to get you high. Embrace the fucker…hell, if your gonna be a bear, your gonna wanna be a Kodiak island grizzly every time..sure, pandas are cute, and those foul tempered fuckin koalas are juuust sooo cuddly, but in reality folks, the acceptable face of bears is bear mild, the kind of bear you can imagine living at home with their parents and doing there own ironing…an almost bear if ya like…and id much rather be the unacceptable face of anything, fuck being a distilled then diluted version of what you set out to become…(for those of ya who have made it this far, congratulations, and I promised you it would become clear about the pandas/almost bears or any other useless creature mentioned in the tirade for the defence above)…

.jeesus h Rockefeller, a Kodiak grizzly sleeps, eats fights and fucks..which is more than that cute little panda can do..imagine being so unsuccessfull at the cheapest, most enjoyable form of cardio for two or more people..ie, children in the abstract..procreation, jeeesus, keep up at the back, good old fashioned fucking that your every success is worldwide news, living panda porn, once a year..usless cunts where’s the fun in that….yeah we almost managed a cub last year but it turned out he was almost in and I didn’t notice cos he has only (another short but intimidating word which when used in the right context can have devastating , almost nuclear levels of destruction to ones ego_.) almost got a penis…there is a reason that panda bears are dying out, they are fuckin useless at being mammals in general, and bears in particular..imagine if a panda looked like, I dunno, anne widecombe, do ya think they would give a flying fuck about their survival, would they fuck…they exist ONLY to fill zoos the world over, christ, let the cunts die out already, im sure providing artificial insemination for fuckin panda bears must fly in the face of Darwinian theory and annoy the religious crackpot creationists..actually, iv got so much time for annoying christian creationists cos essentially you can say what you want to them, get them apopletic with rage then point out to them that as they are Christians, they should just forgive you as that is one of the bedrocks of their whole religion…licence to cause heart attcks, no drugs required..……

Remember guys, when doing drugs, indeed, in life in general, there will always be winners and lasers…and second place is only first of the losers, and that’s about as much use as ONLY being a panda when you could have chosen to be a Grizzly, y’all dig….

Now, the important thing for ya all to remember is that this review of drugs is not the product of a drug addled brain..I know im a weird fucker but in the words of my beloved irish mate, nah, its not the drugs, the cunts like this 24/7.….and I always have been….I take drugs to give me the time and energy to write these possibly unchained unconnected series of thoughts down, and ultimately get fucked up haha, which im sure you will all agree, is much better use of the excess energy and buzzing motivation than fucking ironing, from my viewpoint certainly, it give me the opportunity to get the stuff out and down on paper, as i always feel, unless I get these ramblings out, what with the unprompted nonsense that occurs in my head continually adding more and more theory, rumour, fact and fiction, my head may one day just explode thus creating a huge vacuum and emptying several acres of land around the area where i had been standing by sucking all the things that were there into the black hole that will inevitably occur due to the size of the vacuum…..this should be ok though, as i have planning permission for a block of flats, a small orchard and a pet cemetery to be built on the space i was previously occupying before my demise….see, as advertised, big AND clever

…..anyhow, I hope this proves many things, albeit in a hopefully entertaining unstructured way rather than by using any painstakingly weighed and scientifically legislated techniques.the main points I hoped to get across is.that drugs can make you big and clever, yes I know im a godlike genetically mutated chemically enhanced creature but believe me, you will feel big and clever too,(well at least while you function and before your possible early, sudden death. There is ALWAYS a fuckin health and safety issue that threatens to piss on your chips, have ya noticed that???.)…that conspicuous over consumption is better than recommended doses, which inevitably err so far on the side of caution on these otherwise entertaining forums and websites that you would think the whole point of indulging in skuldruggery of any kind was being actively discouraged and that I write more entertaining, relevant though [possibly unpalatable, and unprintable reviews than the 10mg guys who, lets face it, have stifled imagination and wit and only get any feeling of drug induced euphoria thru the rush of endorphins they get from doing a perceived bad thing while the parents they surely must still live with are just in the next door room…remember Darwinian theory guys don’t be a panda…..its better to live a day as a lion than a lifetime as a lamb. A mind once expanded will never return to its original shape,

Please note, this advice is only based on my own experiences, and as recorded, I don’t live with my mum, overindulge in every possible excess at any time and regularly partake in a fit healthy fitness regime…anyone 300lbs who can participate regularly in a nirvana like 8hr drugfuck must be in the prime of their life, thus proving once again, that whilst this advice may actually cause death in mere mortals, its done me proud over the years…as my wise old papa said, yer only here a wee whiley son, but yer a long time deid…….the feeling you are looking for can best be described as WHOOOOOOOHOOOOO……make it your goal to embrace this feeling as often as you can

Peace..x gbn

I actually can’t read that much right now, can anyone paraphrase the review in terms of MDPV? Still trying to build up an impression of it.

it had a good hit after about ten mins but not intense like a good e or proper charlie, but it was definitely a good stimulant, ya thought really clearly and as i said, i talked like i used to on the mcat for aprox 8 hours..we didnt know the doesges etc..and started off with two normal lines, that did us for a good wee while, redosed with another two normal lines, then when my mate got totally buckled..ie, he couldnt speak on it, eyes were going, couldnt focus, i dropped him off across the road and on coming back i put about 500mg in a cup of hot cofee and drunk it down..needless to say, i havent been to bed since tuesday night now and dont see any chance of sleep on the horizon…..got a wee euphoric stage after i drank down the coffee, but it seemed to even off after a relativley short period of time..oh, and we had a tester of cat too, so a few big lines of that

guess im lucky then, fucked my mate up for sure haha

where did you score the tester of the cat from?

where about in Dundee do you stay? I’ve stayed in Hilltown and Lochee.