You have to admit it, we are drunk as fuck. We were going to drink a cheap juice talking about your sister. How did we end up like this? Oh, don’t tell me, it’s always the same. I think the fault is all your drugs. You know I can’t say no once you start smoking. And then we go to the vermouth. From them to the coke in our toilet un-drinking time. And when we realize BLAM! Six twenty in the morning. I don’t even know how much money we have spent. I have a ten in my pocket… but I’m not sure how much was in here eight hours ago. Wait… where did we buy more tobacco? Agh, I hate this brand, I’ll just take one, take the rest. Yes, make an L. I wish we had a blunt now. Oh duuuude, that would be so awesome. Anyway, we are totally gone, and it’s all your fault. Pass me the drink, I’ll finish Adam. Oh, it’s quite warm… didn’t we come by car?
omg, yesss. i LOVE this. very well, very well.