Because pants are for all of you caged sheep that play by society’s rules…and aren’t tripping on shrooms
I see you’re working up quite a sweat from all those kisses you’re getting. Might wanna let that sucker breathe a minute sweetheart.
More like “How the Grinch Stole My Childhood Innocence.”
Pffft amateur, my accountant does her own dreadlocks at work. So I know I’m all set. Choke on that baby!!