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Yes i was there, but knowone noticed, so i took the cat by the ail and threw it up a tree. the firemen came, and put out the fire that was burning in my pants because they were 502, and the fire bear jumped over the moon to only fall to earth before the rocket could release natural gas inti the center of the earth to the south side of los angeles, were the weeds grow high, and youget a ticket for glocoma, and have a flee circus that can be seen in 35 states, without your parents permission, that can be almost impossible, if you stand on your head and hold your breath,until a repeat of the color purple comes tumbling down the hill, and you hit your head, and sing the blues, mixed with red, and white, as the bombs bust in air, the crowd cheer, STOP THE WAR MISTER BUST, DONT LET US BURN, STOP THE WAR.
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ok PUT THE BONG DOWN!!!
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ok PUT THE BONG DOWN!!! |
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can i get a hit please!!
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Holy crap..
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Pass it this way!!!
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I can be pretty DEEP man, but this is REALLY buried,lol...
But maybe you just might ask the doctors to make sure YOU can't get to the computer while dreaming and sleep walking..... |
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Yes i was there, but knowone noticed, so i took the cat by the ail and threw it up a tree. the firemen came, and put out the fire that was burning in my pants because they were 502, and the fire bear jumped over the moon to only fall to earth before the rocket could release natural gas inti the center of the earth to the south side of los angeles, were the weeds grow high, and youget a ticket for glocoma, and have a flee circus that can be seen in 35 states, without your parents permission, that can be almost impossible, if you stand on your head and hold your breath,until a repeat of the color purple comes tumbling down the hill, and you hit your head, and sing the blues, mixed with red, and white, as the bombs bust in air, the crowd cheer, STOP THE WAR MISTER BUST, DONT LET US BURN, STOP THE WAR. [/quote flares flares everywhere streaking thru your hair multicoloreyes of a cat how can you stand if you dont understand and the band plays the hits of a battered bread stick that you lick until you get to the center changing colors as it get smaller until there are no more people animals insects light |
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man... That was all one sentance! did you see that?
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am I drunk already???
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oh..I guess there was a period after the cat in the tree part..sorry...as you were..
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Now I know why I quit smokin the ganj
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I want some Brian!!!!!!
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do you realy know what is bothering you? i mean deep down inside of what you are telling?
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Edited by
AllenAqua
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Fri 02/22/08 05:49 PM
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Yes, I noticed a malfunction in the switch the station that had begun to play odd shapes of minor species who are forming bands to protect captured butterflies and are being careful to never reveal their style is constantly morphing into brilliant but lazy students while at the same time harvest is past due to the rising cost of just getting by the way is that bong loaded yet?
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pass the and the please...its gonna take alot before I even begin to try and figure out where the hell that all came from lol
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Feel better?
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Reminds me of that episode of family guy where they smoked pot because they thought it made them creative singing their folk music for the talent show. Reality was they sucked and their talent was all in their mind.
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Yes i was there, but knowone noticed, so i took the cat by the ail and threw it up a tree. the firemen came, and put out the fire that was burning in my pants because they were 502, and the fire bear jumped over the moon to only fall to earth before the rocket could release natural gas inti the center of the earth to the south side of los angeles, were the weeds grow high, and youget a ticket for glocoma, and have a flee circus that can be seen in 35 states, without your parents permission, that can be almost impossible, if you stand on your head and hold your breath,until a repeat of the color purple comes tumbling down the hill, and you hit your head, and sing the blues, mixed with red, and white, as the bombs bust in air, the crowd cheer, STOP THE WAR MISTER BUST, DONT LET US BURN, STOP THE WAR. [/quote flares flares everywhere streaking thru your hair multicoloreyes of a cat how can you stand if you dont understand and the band plays the hits of a battered bread stick that you lick until you get to the center changing colors as it get smaller until there are no more people animals insects light |
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I look into my crystal ball and I can see your future! I see thorazine in your future. And lithium!
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