There once was a psycho, a friend I made, though I initially just wanted to buttfuck his big tittied wife, this dude and I had some type of weird bond. We both loved LSD and ecstasy, cocaine and mushrooms, and I guess truly if I am being honest, every other thing that could possibly fuck us up. Cash is a mountain man and lives in the middle of buttfuck nowhere and hikes the Appalachian trail with gutter punk kids and fucks them under the stars. He has a three legged dog that i strongly suspect he fucks as well, in the cunt or mouth, im not sure, but i have no evidence to back up my suspicions. Whip-its are fun but downers are dangerous, so we limit the vics and oxys cause generally thats what killed Hedberg. so we enjoy moments and at the end of the day, we die slow, and cough up blood, and piss ourselves in the dirt. so love what you love and who you love, and fry balls. Acid levels are strong with this one!!~!!
