Oh, God, everyone, every minute for himself.

If you would have given me a knife, I would have fucking gutted you right then and there.

Oh, so I can't fart the ten anymore?

That's the beginning of Brian's downward emotional spiral.

Like, ah, don't worry, he just sniffing the dog's buttles is all.

Smells pretty good.

My butts out the other door.

Those things got wet and they dragged on the floor behind you.

Getting tugged off by his assuatch family.

But the family, the whole family?

I've never had somebody suck my dick as an insult.

Oh.

He just mumbled into my ears. He's like, I like that. Well, yeah, and the whole point of the hiking trip was that.

The whole point was to do drugs.

And then poop, of course, they're just like, yeah, shit your pants and jack off.

Dude, I don't remember any of that.

Nobody's gonna trust the guy who doesn't know if he's supposed to poop in a sleeping bag.

I'm glad you guys had fun up there while Brian and I were worried sick.

Seriously, going to throw myself off a cliff.

Like, I'm never fucking doing this again.

Wait, what was I going to say?

It was something very important.

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