Referring to alcohol or cannabis as social lubricants has been criticized because they have negative effects on empathy.
I feel like weed does the opposite to that lol to me at least 🤷♀️
Might be referring to drugs making it harder to follow an intelligent conversation. You might have stronger reactions to certain emotions, but proper empathy requires a deep understanding of another person’s situation, which you won’t gain while your mind is booked out…
Yeah, I thought everyone knew that. Is not knowing that why nobody makes friends anymore?
Dogs make conversations easier too.
Disclaimer: smoking is a nasty habit, and it’s better to never start than to try to quit.
That being said, it’s pretty crazy how smoking cigarettes brings people together. I’m very reluctant to talk to people I don’t know, but if I go out for a smoke and I see a few other people smoking outside, they instantly became my new best friends.
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TIL I’m not an introvert. I’m just healthier.
Smoking is seen as a communal spiritual event in most Native American cultures.
I don’t really smoke anymore, but the smoking ban in the UK (no smoking indoors from 2007) created the concept of the smoking area outside a pub/club and some of my best friendships in life ultimately started in that Petri dish
A smoking area outside anywhere in the northwest of the UK about 10-15 years ago was just peerless in calibre
When I was in highschool (just before they banned public smoking in IL) the kids that smoked all hung out in the same place outside.
Some people can be social lubricants too by bridging the gap between strangers or differing groups of people.
Things to say at a orgy.
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Little drummer boy and his frisbee.
Things not to say at an orgy.
No emoji for cymbals to do rimshot. Closest I could manage :<
Rimshot, you say?
My pussy makes its own lubricant.
I don’t need cigarettes or alcohol or games or small talk.
If I like you, my pussy will inform.
Mine doesn’t talk at all, did u get the premium model or something? Is there like a manual?
I still remember a girl at a party encouraging everyone to do that thing where you re-breathe the other person’s exhale. She said it was to get higher but I think it was also a social lubricant.
Weed definitely does the opposite for me. I get inside my head and overthink what I’m about to say and eventually realize the topic has changed and do it all over again.
Alcohol makes me the most outgoing person on the planet.
I learned a while ago that there are two types of people.
Some people can think inside their own head, and hear themselves think. They aren’t “hearing voices”. They ARE the voice. So they might see some guy on the bus stand up stick his ass in an elderly womans face, and start violently shitting on her. The person seeing this might in their own head say “WHAT A FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!” but people around them would have no knowledge of him calling that guy an asshole.
Meanwhile, the other type of people are completely unable to hear themselves inside their own head. So every thought they have comes verbally out of their mouth. They still think about things, and they still do all the other things the first type of people do, except it’s all verbal. You hear their thoughts as they have them.
I’m the first type of person, but when I smoke weed two things happen.
Number 1, I become the second type of person.
And number 2, my ability to finish my thoughts, vanishes. Instead I start one train of thought, realize halfway through it’s stupid, and then switch to a completely different unrelated train of thought which makes no sense with the first half.
And all of this is happening verbally, and from my perspective in slow motion with distorted reality.
The end result is people who know me as quiet and usually pretty responsible, and smart will blurt out something like:
We should go on a boat, and buy a dinosaur to bring to the afterparty!"
Everyone just looks at me like “Now did you mean for those words to fall out of your mouth in that order? Or are you just as surprised as the rest of us?”
Oh yeah. You DEFINITELY need to come over and smoke a cone with me.
I completely agree, though I will add that when I was a chronic smoker in my teens / early 20s weed was totally a social lubricant. Now it just heightens my anxiety lol
Here’s the thing- if you smoke every day or near every day, most of the anxiety goes away. It’s weird like that.
Not all strands of weed cause anxiety in people. My co worker looked it up a while ago, i forget what it was that caused it.
Living in a state where it’s legal, it’s kinda awesome how the paranoia went away. Took a while, and age may also play a part, but like no one cares anymore here as long as you’re not being a moron about it. Being able to just walk into a shop and buy it like any other product also helps with that. Removes the stigma to hide it, and therefore the reason to be paranoid that “someone knows!”.
There is very much something to what you are saying. I’m a pretty self conscious person. Using marijuana while it was illegal and not exactly known as a medicinal substance caused a very different feeling/reality than now. Not having to hide anymore has allowed me to feel freer. Unfortunately, multiple members of my family haven’t progressed their thoughts on marijuana since taking their stances decades ago. That part still presents challenges for me. I am actually kind of resentful, for the whole ordeal. I find I use marijuana with better care and more knowledge now, where before I was made to work in the dark.
…you just learned this?
TIL OP just learned this
Onlqy day you could have learnt that tbh
As a teenager, I found out that this stuff works like a charm if you aren’t the ‘cool guy’ in school. I saw the same thing in university, during smokes between classes and drinks after lectures. All the intelligent, nerdy guys became much more open and welcoming toward me.
My advice: Keep doing what you’re doing until you feel like you’re in the smarter half of the room. That’s the sign that you’re doing it too much.
As I say a lot: Alcohol is a social lubricant which makes for slippery floors.
This might be the smartest thing I ever didn’t think of (I probably heard it somewhere).
If I need lubricated to do something, I don’t want to do it.
“If I need lubricated to do something, I don’t want to do it.”
—Someone who has never had sex, worked on a car, or had a colonoscopy
Person says while moving the lubricated joints in his hands to type.
Admittedly I know too little about mechanical engines but I’m pretty sure they all need some kind of lubricant to work. /UmAckchually
Not to make assumptions, but if you’re a dude… do you not jerk it (which is fine if you don’t), or do you do it dry style?
Nothing wrong with a nice dry rub to leave your friends begging for more in their mouths. Or so Southern Living tells me.
