Last night i was so high that i came home and did a taste test of every vitamin water and wrote theyre grade down on paper.
i have this theory that all the people in the world who dont like mayonnaise had very bad encounter with jizz once
i just shit on the floor of my room. my roommate was in the bathroom, my choices were limited.
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
I wish i had more things to dip in ranch... That's the most stoner thing i've ever said
its like national bring your ginger to the pool day or something
She tried to lure me back to her house by saying she had "real" pizza.
i got two bottles of merlot and sorrows to drown, you in??
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I walked in her room to find her rubbing lotion on her face high as fuck.
I've learned life lessons in Vegas. Mostly, drugs are cheaper than alcohol.
Nothing says you made great Saturday night choices like someone's dick that you don't remember, poking you in the ass Sunday morning.
Now all I have unanswered questions and a fucked up finger
wait. i have to tell u something. and it has nothing to do with dildos or spiders
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