Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Did your mom get out in time?
Yeah. She was lucky not to be in the basement with us at the time.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Did your mom get out in time?
Yeah, but a metric fuckload of Cheetos went up in the inferno.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Did your mom get out in time?
Yeah, but a metric fuckload of Cheetos went up in the inferno.
My hot pockets, too. Let's not use the metallic paint next time.
Me and Swaye were just hanging out, huffing some Krylon. We were only trying to share with the spider, but things escalated and the spider started hogging the stash. So, we burnt the motherfucker down. Swaye fled the scene and I got booked for narcotics possession and arson. Case closed.
Did your mom get out in time?
Yeah, but a metric fuckload of Cheetos went up in the inferno.
My hot pockets, too. Let's not use the metallic paint next time.
To be fair, they were only room temperature pockets until the catastrophic conflagration.
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These guys are a blast from the past!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWpz2OYf1QU