a pooka poo ka, by pat Subscribe to rss feed for pat

Gotta have my pops.
Gotta big o'l pretzel. 
Gotta sit soon.
Soon I will be shitting. Soon I will. 
Will I be soon? 
Shit shit shit. 
Where's the shit?
Go home man. Go the hell home. 
Hell, I'm home. Now? Now what? 
Yeah... Let's figure it out. ok?
(Puke)
Let it out man... Nahhh. Don't do that unless you're ready.
pshhh. I'm not sure what you're trying to say, but let's do
it again. (puke....puke puke puke.)  
Nice nice. Ice that. 
That what? Whaaaaaaat? 
Don't worry about it mannnnn. It's allllllllll goooood. Good
to me. Good to you. (puke)
Posted: 2014-02-13 06:02:21 UTC

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2014-02-13 07:12:38pat
Well done