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I look out at the light red filling in my eyes with Indica rising I look like I Am a textbook stoner preparing for the test by reading all the answers there is no question left except the meaning of life which I might well express except again, I thought up another good question again I realize that I don't know for sure where my pipe is. It's about this big. Like between the size of an index finger and a ***** I know that's vague because I didn't specify yours or mine --But my ***** is twenty inches long and a device that long would probably be a water pipe. (I don't want to get arrested) Obama's listening, oh and I don't own one, oh seriously, did you see where I put that ******* thing?
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
Summer Shudder: "No Cash Monday"
I look out at the light red filling in my eyes with Indica rising I look like I Am a textbook stoner preparing for the test by reading all the answers there is no question left except the meaning of life which I might well express except again, I thought up another good question again I realize that I don't know for sure where my pipe is. It's about this big. Like between the size of an index finger and a ***** I know that's vague because I didn't specify yours or mine --But my ***** is twenty inches long and a device that long would probably be a water pipe. (I don't want to get arrested) Obama's listening, oh and I don't own one, oh seriously, did you see where I put that ******* thing?
Tera-Shepherd
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
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