Monday, March 07, 2011

I wanna blast 7 gram rocks...

...and watch the magic Charlie conjures before me. I not ashamed to admit it either. Really, think about it. If Big C can bust out comparisons as brilliant as the aformentioned armless children thing while sober, imagine him after a couple g's of crack and some shots, and maybe a joint or two. Thats a place I wanna be. I hope he goes down swinging.

1 comment:


    i once took 3 bongloads of homemade in a row and then couldnt breathe fully for a couple of hours. but these days im all about conserving BPMs..

    maybe charlie can afford an artificial heart in a few years so he can continue his gram-toking lifestyles