You always heard those stories in high school about kids getting joints with angel dust on them and subsequently freaking out/thinking they were dying, but this makes it look so much better.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
"man, this turkey found out where I'm playin' tennis, you got any wack?"
The tennis court scene pretty much sums up the story of my life:
You always heard those stories in high school about kids getting joints with angel dust on them and subsequently freaking out/thinking they were dying, but this makes it look so much better.
You always heard those stories in high school about kids getting joints with angel dust on them and subsequently freaking out/thinking they were dying, but this makes it look so much better.
Labels:
angel dust,
drugs,
philip michael thomas,
wack,
weed
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