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Peter Parker, love Mary, spark her. Cedar starter, burning trees, need water? Room darker, eyes aren't open. Ice cream seems only a dream or maybe pizza rolls...Stoner goals 👽. Smokin' bowls, passin blunts. Daily exercise call it double dutch. Smoke too much? Impossible, could smoke a pasta bowl, its possible. Lost the lighter, shit's so fire, could combust, smokin since 3rd grade, back of the bus, askin us...Why you smell funny? Well honey, we're higher than bugs bunny but on the broccoli, no stoppin me from coppin' tree...Lloyd Christmas 🎄Dumb, dumb, dumber, bummer...stoned on fine pines forgot my lines...Higher than Heaven, "Seven number elevens." To the Seven Eleven, Slurpies, near the thirties and rolling papers..no flavors. One favor? Hold the wheel, I'll roll it. Feel I should bowl it? It's already ready already, where's the lighter? Racin' back to the gas station, sad situation, no explanation necessary, wow, that was scary. Smoke some Larry...Holmes, get knocked out. One hitter quitter wrote this on the shitter waitin' for Pizza Slut to deliver...Ces, yes, it's the best, above the rest, drug test? Drug? Grows from the ground? Tryin to roll up a pound, pass it around, off the ground but...Stuck to the floor, been here before, back to the grocery store...Cake, cupcakes, cake in a cup after...dinner. Thirty packets of ketchup...winner. Chicken in a bag with a bag of Funyuns...sinner. Holy hell how have we forgotten Tacos 🌮, nachos...check out those hot hoes...What was I sayin? Simple explanation bout to sit around the fire 🔥 like cavemen.
Had to end it somewhere or I wouldn't have stopped going
Had to end it somewhere or I wouldn't have stopped going
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