Wednesday, March 16, 2011

free thou mind, and thou ass will follow

Ol'man here, comin at you live... with a thundercloud of funky wisdom. That dirty, grimy, stanky shit that you need in your life. That kinda shit that refuses to go down, and just sits there in the bowl long after you dropped it. The kinda shit u tell yo grankids about, and they run and tell they're parents, and your smelly ol grandad ass gets yelled at for corrupting the youth. Yes sir...take a good long hit, and make sure u hold it in, because there's a storm a'brewin in them clouds yonder... and bolts of knowlegde be rainin down from the heavens above... fryin yo brain.

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