I remember me and my nephew Jason would take the cart back to the forest, behind the Trailer Cutoff line. We would typically bring a couple of brews and some joints. I really liked blowing supers into his young, supple mouth. Sometimes I would get a quick lick of his tongue and use the ol’ “i was just pushing out the smoke” excuse. I remember one time he said “once u get me started, i have to go all the way” right after I snuck a lick in. That was one hell of a session. After smoking the joints, getting into all sorts of fun and truble, I put on some of his favourite McCarthy hits. He always said he liked McCarthy more than Lenin, and for those reasons I knew what we had would never last. He was all about the guys chicks and partying, while I was more into the friendz, familey and doing mi hair. It was difficult to get a chance to actually talk to him because he lived in a full house and wouldn’t come out much, as that fucking gay Twilight movie was all he wanted to watch. It took a quarter of the finest mary jane to lure him out. One time we had one of our sessions at 6:30, and planned the whole day out. Then, the little fucker broke my heart. Told me he had to go to his girlfriend Tiffanies house for breakfast.
Save me your pity, I want my weed back.
$5 says she’s a sorostitute at some whack ass state college. Another $5 says the only reason half of those things are listed is because everyone else likes them. A girl like this watching Family Guy or South Park? Let alone listening to AC/DC or Led Zeplin. I think she’s only honest in her favorite movies & books, well and her ‘About Me’ obviously.
Am I the only one who thinks this screams undercover officer? Start with some very intelligent word games, throw in a few misspelled pop culture references, and add sexual innuendo. Represent as an underage girl, and sit back and wait.