my boy tubz stayed the night and he just got picked up and we were having a talk about if me and chrisy got married right now, how the world would turn to hell and I would be the supreme ruler over all, and we'd have the best of everything, weed and all and we'd have all our homies smokin up with us and everything, the world would become molten lava and flames cept for one piece that I lived on and everyone that set foot on my piece without permission would desintegrate. Being the chrisy don't like pot she would either get to like it or die and the second she did the world would turn back to normal and then we'd have a whole shitload of ppl mad at us and ready to kill us and then we'd die, she'd be in hell and we'd die and go to hell to, we'd remarry and then the ground would split open and out would pop us and we'd say "WE'RE BAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!" yeah me and my boy Tubz are fuckin crazy like that, mind you none of this would actually happen irl just in our imaginations, and Tubz is my counter part he's like my twin
