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Title: Dispensary Girl
-___- you need to take your ass back to club penguin.
This is the fuckery I’m talking about. What the actual fuck.
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I thought Nickolodeon shows would keep getting better. This blog shows that they obviously didnt. Thank god I found this blog on Tumblr. SO go follow. Now.
WHAT THE CRAP DO PEOPLE DO ON FACEBOOK FOR HOURS?
AFTER 3 MINUTES, I’M JUST SITTING THERE LIKE:
THEN I COME TO TUMBLR AND I’M LIKE:
I hate when someone stays behind me when I’m using my computer.
but inside I’m like:
DID I INVITE YOU?
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When I lose my parents in the grocery store:
When I was 10:
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We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers… Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we’d get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
Original image: Joe Angelillo