EXCUSE ME 38 1/4 YEAR OLD great god mufago plays chess with you subconscious. he speaks of yellow capricorn leprechauns and the godless flying salmon. buffalosoldiersupercalifrajelisticexpialadosciousbroskisavalanchecenterdogbone. tell me the definitions of which i ask. jib cats.-loganimlach
dem pallets.. also the whole clipping out of skis and back into other skis blows my mind haha!!
if you break up with her your gona be straight boned. shit'll become weird as a shit. it'll be shitty. were not talking a conveniently awesomely lucky no whisper shit. but a diareah of a situation shitty shit shit. with carelessly forgotten-to-replace toilet paper afterwards. whilst having a broken sink. and its your birthday party and everyone will see you. and de-friend you. and then you will be forever known as the 'shit himself kid'. -thaloot
"Is this another song about penises? I don't like all these songs about penises."
-my friend's dad
"when it comes down to it you just need to sack up and see some tits every once and a while."
SKI THE EAST