so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
I hope this doesn't become one of those friendships where we dont have sex
Im about to shotgun a beer using my mother's knitting needles. home sweet home.
remember to ask your mom about the name of her pet duck so we can name the bowl
We carried on a casual conversation about plants while I gave him a hand job.
Just picture a dyson vacuum with razor blades. That's how it felt.
What was the name of the cook I had sex with at Famous Dave's?
she crawled under her car and passed out. Unfortunately her feet were sticking out and someone called 911 because they thought she had been run over.
I was talking to a guy at my work, and mid-sentence he started vomiting violently for about five minutes, then he said, " great dope" and carried on like nothing had happened.
DO NOT EAT ONE OF DONOVANS WEED RICE CRISPIES. I REPEAT DO NOT EAT IF YOU VALUE YOUR EYE BALLS
Please make the clown in the corner stop judging me. I mean he's the one with paint on his face. I don't need him judge judying me.
OH HAPPY DAYS YOU'RE BOTH GINGERS YOU'LL REPRODUCE YOUR OWN KIND
I only blacked out one night of three if that isn't fucking personal growth idk what is
I witness him finger a girl behind the dj decks yet I'm still going to meet up with him. Wtf is my life
Next time we do shrooms i am finding an open field at sunrise and running through it and nobody is stopping me this time!
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