fortysecondthing

How I did it: you see, i smoked a fat sack of the flyest buddha known to man, and shortly after effects began affecting my cranium, i struck up a vigorous conversation with my cat. Mr. Hugs tends to think that the world will end on the twenty first of may, 2033unfortunately, mr. hugs is always rightmr. hugs once told me that chuckecheeses was a direct sub-sect of the illuminati and that all mouses creatures and children must be silencedbut i couldnt br… Read how I did it…