He puts stickers to promote his new shirt company in every sack he sells. He's like the donald trump of weed
I briefly wondered why they weren't in school, but after the tinier one shouted "check out dem titties!" I had my answer
Maybe someone other than the mad hatter should have gone with him to the ER
The whiskey is fighting the tequila on who wants to be the one who end my night first.
my mouth is as dry as a post-menopausal camel on antidepressant's vagina.
I just very easily got pretty high off of one bowl of shitty dirt weed. I'm a sad excuse for who I used to be.
My liver was like a college freshman on spring break. It would've danced topless on tables if it could have.
I'm going to smoke the pathetic stems and miscellaneous particles that weren't good enough for all my other bowls because its all I have left. This is my bag's Rudy moment.
The only way that night could have gotten any better would be if a unicorn would descend from the heavens with a nacho bell grande in a bag around its horn beat boxing Hakunah Matata.
he just fucked me for my cheese.
His ex told me that she wanted me to "take care of" him but from the way she said it I couldn't tell if she wants me to look after him or murder him.
I didn’t not spend thanksgiving morning making out with him in a diner parking lot
Good morning 7am walk of shame. It's been awhile.
Not sure what you smoked, but you put raw bacon on the lazy Susan and spent 45 minutes looking at it and mumbling Meat Spin
Man I just realized that my only life problem right now is that I have to convince myself not to fuck a 19-y-o
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