I got a fucking well that's the other thing too is like those shitty smells like something like a like a shitty trash can

When it's over you swear you can still smell it like you see it's like you feel like it's in your DNA

Yes, yes, yes, yeah but he's it like I could do an

eight ball of cocaine you could for sure over the course of the night for you a

hundred percent but there is something about smelling

fucking there was a flat tire guy in front of us oh my god as we were merging for like 30

seconds it's caught in the vents that'll give me a burning headache for two hours.

Yeah. The bleach that I have to lay down out front that'll bleed through our

fucking blinds, I'll have a headache for three hours. Yeah. Simple things like that, yet I'll take gases from unknown sources in Mexico chopped up with leaves, put into a paste, and then

into a powder travel through probably shitty burning fucking.

Yeah, in someone's asshole.

Yeah, no problem, just right up there baby.

You know, a little foggy the next day but yeah the point is I

agree with you like cleaning products fuck me up.

Less of a buzz from burning tires for sure. Yeah yeah yeah. That's the biggest one for me.

Burning rubber, burning rubber, those motherfuckers that have mufflers that are coughing out.

You could see the hole in the ozone that's just eaten up. You know what I mean? Like what's wrong with you?

If you not changed your oil in a fucking decade? Don't you see it out your rear view mirror?

Yeah, but you know what is what is the logic there? And I'm dead serious.

I'm dead serious.

I don't know how to operate a car other than putting gas in it.

Anytime I see someone in that type of situation, I'm like, I would be that guy.

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