forecast for tonight- shitshow with a chance of tbell
my version of bright and sunny.
I was the only open register tonight and I just sold condoms and chocolate frosting to the ex..
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
I said "have a good day officer and I'll see you friday when I get arrested for being too drunk.."
cant tell, his cock is acting like one of those inflatable arm waving things outside the market
You're lucky I'm tired or I'd take a pic of me mounting a reindeer yard decoration
My new dealer was watching Space Jam and eating ham off a frisbee when I went over. He's my new favorite person
Start warming up your vocal cords, because Fucking With The Windows Open season has arrived.
I am going to tweet NASA until they put me into space
Those rocketship riding assholes need the common man
it was like fucking a Mumford & Sons song
All I know is that I woke up with glitter all over me and blood on my shoes. It wasn't my blood.
Maybe don't sell him so much adderall next time. The other day during finals he was convinced that he could see the "molecules of life in the air" and kept reaching up slowly to grab them.
I also woke up in a guys bed in a Reptar shirt yesterday morning staring at a movie theater sized poster of the not as popular Air Bud franchise movie Super Buddies.
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
Come over I need help. I just almost died in an acid flashback while listening to do You Feel Like We Do off of the Frampton Comes Alive album.
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