Bee-man kicks my can which is his can and our can can aint your can but surprises can .. .. (umm) .. .. fart if you would like a tart made of homosexual heart.. (did that cross any lines?) ..but we're not hatin while masturbating without a glove making love to yourself in front of the fire getting higher with each toke, blowing smoke out four holes packing bowls with both feet, keeping my room neat.. OH NOO.. There Goes My Feet! crazy legs rolling around, slappin the ground, making some sound, ordering digital chinese food off e-bay..
sorry, that absolutely came out of nowhere.
i better call it quits for a bit.
Some random word: S[hingle]
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