You show up at a disturbed concert high as balls with friends.
You show up at a disturbed concert high as balls with friends.
You hear some chud biker behind you yelling "Fuck yea disturbbeddd!!!" His breath smells of cheap vodka.
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land of confusion -
Not me, I show up at a concert low as balls.
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That sounds like an inguinal hernia.
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well yeah that's what I would expect at a disturbed concert
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I am forced to assume everyone is a non-chud until proven otherwise as a coping mechanism for living in an utterly evil society, so I smile at his enthusiasm and maybe chat with him until he starts telling me about how the Jewish alien demon lizards are going to come for my children
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I'm going to be honest, I have no idea what cheap vodka smells like compared to expensive vodka. How do you tell the difference?
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THE SOUND OF SILENCE BEGINS TO PLAY
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"Hello Darkness My old friend..."
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And that's when you realize this is why the terrorists hate us: because of our freedom.
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I love all vodkas, both cheap and free.
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I'm eating another edible cookie. Y'all want one?
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my dad took me to a kid rock concert when i was 14/15 and made me do drugs with him so i guess it's kinda the same
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No. No I do not.
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I look behind me slowly... my mouth agape in confusion... too stoned to react to it
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many such cases
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Living just isn't hard enough
Take everything away
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Did I flip over a turtle too? Is this what this is?
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I draw my great sword.