Oh fuck Garth just got released from prison with some SICK new prison tats. We got some fucking ILL haircuts and then we went to the club last night with some funky dude with a 6 foot blue bong and smoked load after load of the dankest herbs. It was one of the greatest nights of my life.
Remember that time Michael Angelo Batio ressurrected Marcus Garvey at Stonehenge? The Spruce Goose dropped a massive nug and knocked some stones over. Talk about metaphorical landscapes, bro
So Sauron was asking Karl Winslow for a hit from the giant blue bong and Winslow was all fuckin like, "What are you trying to think about?" and Sau'ron was like, "Bro, c'mon it's 420" and then he sent some girl with a helicopter haircut in and she totally lit a blunt on Mount Doom. Fuck man, today is going to be great