why drank if you cant hold your liquor? what kinda look is that walking around smelling like rum? .:cindyAquashie:.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

in loving Memory of Saint Cannabis, The Hemperor, Jack Herer.

  1. in loving Memory of Saint Cannabis, The Hemperor, Jack Herer.

  2. so as this moment winds down, the end of twilight on this town, when you're not around, i will still bring you down. ("letter to babylon")

  3. and on they talking, like when wood you chopping, and don't realize how long you done, screwed around.

  4. beaches is sick. 'cause dead dinosaur piss got they coasts thick, with land rover dust come safari all of us

  5. unlikely still, the moon ever shine near your mill. yakking in all that punk, A'll chomp you chewey, like you Bahama conch.

  6. Am i the beach, whose waves you wont flooding your caves? there's a reason i ask, yah noe. want some better get to garden hoe.

  7. puff, puff, cough, cough, cough. (am on that CariBAMA™ Tea evicting demons. enter like to choke as if they don't know who a beam on!)

  8. puff, puff, cough, cough, cough. (am on that CariBAMA™ Tea evicting demons. enter like they choke me, like they don't know who a beam on!)