Josh and I smoke pot together and all is forgiven. Best mates, again.
We smoke more pot and Josh heads out to get laid.
Tom only has a cold, as it turns out, but is admitting to the slippery slope of drug addiction. Did I say he was in hospital, last week, 3 days, but booked himself out for Kylie and a couple of points of crystal?
Manny called, he was hot for it, he was on his way over...
I, of course, have a cold sore, so I'm taking my sorry arse off to bed. (for a pull, you can be sure.)
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