03-14-2005, 12:05 PM
Yesterday I smoked this fat blunt and my friend offered to drive to Mazatlan. He drives a jeep and it was a fairly good day so we had the top off. I was riding in the back seat with the wind roaring in my face. Then I was thinkin of how shitty it would be if a rock would come and hit me in my face. Now this F150 passes us and it starts spittin rocks out and one bounces off the windshield and another is coming straight for me but it hits the side mirror. So I've come to the conclusion that I need to work on my Jamaican accent and open up my own psychic hotline.
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