Sure, birds can fly- but can they dig? No! At least, I don't think so. You know what, if a bird can fly and dig, it's probably not friendly. Trust no one. Fear everything.
When there's a ghost you need to bust, who you gonna call?Constantine. I feel like that guy is probably better equipped to handle something like that. Shia Laberdoodle is his friend and that counts for something (and something isn't nothing).
In all seriousness- I think I talked into the microphone that wasn't recording. Sorry. Actually, no I'm not. This is an artistic choice, dog. Be cool. Damn, I fucked up.
The river was running so we had to dam it up. It's all plugged now. I remember when plugs didn't just mean for hair- it's a damn shame that age comes faster than youth leaves you. Anyways, I was thinking about getting fast food later.
A man walks into a bar. He's not doing well. His wife left, his house burned down, and his car is quite literally, a nitrous fueled forklift. If this isn't hell, I don't know what is.
Mama Mia, here I go again. I smoked a really lot amount. This was a big $40 blunt. Really too much, if I'm being honest. I feel like I've ruined my day, ergo. I think I'm gonna start using a bunch of malapropisms here. You're conceived, sir