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| quote: | Originally posted by enferno
granted, but your dealer chino didn't tell you that it was realy laced wtih laundry detergent. congradulations, you have 4 more hours to live.
i wish i had terminal cancer. |
granted, so you blow all of your money on sex, drugs, and rock-and-roll, only to find out that you are actually perfectly healthy, but now all of your money is gone and you have to live on the streets as a bum, only to get run over by someone who doesn't care by one of those huge ass mothafucka suvs, who leaves you to die a slow and painful death by the side of the road. even the vultures don't wait for you to die before they pick your eyes out and eat your scrotum.

i wish javi and stephen would get here already so we could go to our dealer and get high
Last edited by TheKidsWantTechno on May-19-2005 at 01:44
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