mornin.
ahhh... slept with two chix, last night... o wait, no... i forget stuff.
night before.
allow me to elaborate, on class...
they wouldn't allow it.
well... let us begin, as a tale about marijuana, should. let's give poor diesel... something to do... but u guys have to allow me to focus and finish, first, please. can't have any landlocked pups, on the leg, or I'll trip, so to speak so- good morning... wolverine, I'll get to it. lil freaked about msgs n stuffs so... I'll get to it. u know i will.
i forgot to leave water for the wolf. he must b dehydrated. how bout a lik rum, boozehound? cheers! cat, mosh, d, DOD, rock, and u guys who stalk but don't talk.. come on... put in a lil work- tell us your struggles, triumps, successes... take us in your time machines. tell us who you are, how you got there and tell us the stories, which changed your lives, forever. inspire us and I'll tell you how to get to sleep, with two chix, who really know how to rock. two... classy chix...: a carni whore and a mocha mama... and with a husband's, blessing. and your lovely, g's. can you imagine the naked, feather pillow fights, jumping on beds... i can't talk about it. it's too traumatic for you. some things, a man shouldn't see... so i did not.
i have a story for y'all. i have a story fou you, about marijuana.
evolution
the tails of the cannabis trails
chapter one.
and perhaps
a little sparechange
buckle your safety harnesses
we're about to take off
better hope your captain is sober
i haven't taken anything, til just...nm... fuckin sore as shit. took a lil, around 2200 sooo... believe what you will... got a light? this is a smoking only flight... need a light? we designed the armrests, with 70s lighters and salad bowl ashtrays. the smoking light is on... are you ready? smoke it up. wtf r u waiting for. need a cigarette? fuck you.
stewardess... hot, stewardess!!! get me a fucking cup of coffee and a fucking Corona, if you would.
not shaken... i don't throw rox, in a glass house so... a little disturbed... sure... cut that fucking lime... never know... a crash is still a landing... I'll try not to spill... if you'd move your ass! u ain't seen turbulence, yet! bitch, we r still one the ground, because that guy in row two... has yet to buckle up... because that guy... oh, nm... he's just sittin next to diesel. it looked like the guy wouldn't sit down n diesel just can't see over the headrest. someone might wanna report that. no... it's not broken n the guy ain't standin... diesel's just short. so don't b dix n report stuff. there's the door... lemme get to 20,000 feet, before we open it, for u. bring the shovel, DOD... y'all know where the bodies r, anyway... so when it lands on their ass, it'll leave a pretty smile. ok, here we go. no hard feelings... to anyone... I'm new at flying the friendly skies, but policy states, seeds in carryon wheel bearings... but leave your baggage at my doorstep... oh shit, we're cleared for takeoff and I'm going to get rear ended, if we don't
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the dice man... some chick was... haha... mornin diesel...
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shit... we just lost a wheel... no problem... we've already taken off...
