Much of my high-jinx have been drug-related. When you're under 30, whatever, but once you're past 40 it's just ugly.
Unless there are pictures, I don't admit to anything.
How can you love me if you dont know me? I stink really bad.
No one's coming in seeing my dogs, daughter or the crack of my ass, forget it.
Even if you don't release it, find a scream. It's so liberating. You can do anything then. It’s like you can fly. It gives you superpowers.
Only dumb people are happy.