Don’t try to tell me it’s not I know the bourgeoisie are shaking in their boots
Crowned heads, wealth and privilege may well tremble should ever again the Black and Red hotbox a Toyota Corolla!
When I was a PT I would smoke dabs in my car in the part of the underground lot that inexplicably had internet access right up until the person was due, then go in (sometimes behind them) and make up a sick-ass workout on the spot
He’ll yea borther
praxxxxxxxxxxiiiissssssssssssss
If I wasn’t absolutely blazed all day there is no fucking way I could run a kitchen. Weed makes me organized and focused.
If I wasn’t supposed to absolutely crush white claws out of a metal water bottle while sitting at my desk and not doing a damn thing at work, then why do they taste so good?
