Passed the bong to my gay friend and he started sucking it off
This is how my friend janices mom takes a bong rip fr
tell janice mom to message me right now
*foreman scratching his head and frowning at blueprints* So we all know the tao that can be named is not the eternal tao. So we kept lookin' until we found a tao that couldn't be named, but wouldn't you know it, that wasn't the eternal tao either. Right now we're on our third nameless tao and the county board's breathing down our necks to finalize the permit, so we got a truck headed in from Houston, but see, we can't find out where it is or when it'll get here without naming the damn thing. Last I heard it was at a rest stop down near Mobile. Anyway Barry achieved absolute stillness of the soul yesterday which is helping our budget projections but we're still lookin' at about $7k right down the hole,
looks at you
looks at you
ALT@bettsplendens i’d just like you to know that this is my favorite comment on this post and i’d like it to be memorialized
"you don't owe anybody anything" has done irreparable damage to the minds of the youth
this ordeal of living is collaborative. we owe each other as much as we're able to give. come take ibuprofen with me.
"okay but..." "this only applies to..." "but what about..."
we owe all we're able to give. what are you able to give?
There’s one guy in Columbus Ohio that has a completely unique strain of Covid that we only know about because of how much he is shitting and it is baffling researchers.
His identity is a mystery but they know where commutes to because his shits turn up there too.
Imagine going about your daily life blissfully unaware that there’s a research team dedicated to tracking you through your actual shit