Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
Dude I wish you were here. I'm innthe back seat and it looks like outer space and everything feels like rice. idk. wtf.
i just spent the last half hour thinking about my totally irrational and intense hatred of wedge flip flops.
White Russians with skim milk. Fuck I'm healthy.
Wow i just got reported to security for being a homeless person trying to break into the library.
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
Can we ask the Hungry Howie's guy to pick up some blunt wraps on the way over?
I want a bunch of melted cheese. or a penis. or a penis covered in melted cheese
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
I JUST ATE A STRANGE BURRITO, I SHOULD NOT BE EXPECTED TO KNOW ANYTHING RIGHT NOW.
It was like giving head to a cactus.
This strip club is mediocre. Talent is fine. Fung shui is bad.
he had hair everywhere except his balls
I want to tell you your future: you're going to be having sex
I woke up with eight different shoes in my bed what the hell happened last night
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