No can do. I gotta stay here and smoke this weed, other wise I wont get HIGH

This shirt is "dry-clean only"...which means it's dirty.

I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.

Merry Christmas To everyone, but me. I hop You all have a great one.

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings, Thought I oughta tear the curtain down. I held the blade in trembling hands Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

I still recall the taste of your tears. Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears. My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore. Scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep anymore.

Words are flowing out Like endless rain into a paper cup They slither while they pass They slip away across the universe

Excuse me if I have some place in my mind Where I go time to time

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling, Summer evening birds are calling. Summer's thunder time of year, The sound of music in my ears

R.I.P. John Lennon, Dime bag Darrell, happy Birth day Jim Morrison