i probably wouldn't even call... i keep meaning to call so many damn people i just have a hard time bringing myself to do so because i always think i'm a bother, so therefore i wouldn't call him/her/it
oh well of course. her favorite are the ones of me taking my morning shit. She loves seeing how it went when she has her morning break at work
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A friend was walking in the desert when he found the telephone to God. The setting was Burning Man, an electronic arts and music festival for which 50,000 people descend on Black Rock City, Nevada, for eight days of "radical self-expression"—dancing, socializing, meditating, and debauchery. A phone booth in the middle of the desert with a sign that said "Talk to God" was a surreal sight even at Burning Man. The idea was that you picked up the phone, and God—or someone claiming to be God—would be at the other end to ease your pain. to keep reading, http://www.psychologytoday.com/articles/index.php?term=pto-4696.html&fromMod=emailed
got that covered. I save it all in jars, and don't seal them till AFTER she gets home so that in case she wants to sniff it, she can
oh i shoulda known you'd have some sort of clever plan to secure the scent of a nice morning bowel movement!
from the looks of it you're a waste not ant not kinda dude, i mean damn, the clogged screen thread said that for ya!
yeah, but I burnt that off, I didn't save it or smoke it. I don't save any of my resin, it goes down the drain with the isopropyl