About 8 years ago, after tripping on acid I came home and started to go back to my bed room... At the end of the hallway we had a crucifix with Christ on it. ......... I started to have chest pains and Christ came off the crucifix and said....... " son, its allright, come with me...."
I was like "fuck that, I am 20 years old, and I gotta hot girl waiting for me to bang her... I gotta closet full of juice and a pocket full of money, I gotta get a rain check."
thats the last I heard from any "gods" i hope that wasnt my only chance.
I was like "fuck that, I am 20 years old, and I gotta hot girl waiting for me to bang her... I gotta closet full of juice and a pocket full of money, I gotta get a rain check."
thats the last I heard from any "gods" i hope that wasnt my only chance.