Three Man Cannon

Randy’s last cigarette

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wiccaphase:

WHAT WILL YOU DO

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meganburkesleeps:

A night this past week Ben took me to Lake Ariel to visit some of the boys hanging up at Patty’s. When I found my favorite spot with a blanket on one of the couches, I was also given some noodles that I made some hats out of for Pat & I. He wasn’t so dedicated to the noodle head, but Tim Jordan gallantly took the noodle head life over. Looks so great.

The good man.

butch vig with weed advocacy agent. Terrytown. 1905.

(click to see how sweaty the two are, butch is touched by the long arm of a friend.)

Terrytown had just been found

When the cannabis agents struck it down.

Lord Vig, and his brother Snig, took to court the weed theif Rig.

With eyes dialated and palms beading sweat

Lord Butch eyed with caution an elderly Crusade Vet

He asked with hesitation, and a slight hint of humiliation

If it were true that the Vet had fought despite ingestation

“Why yes,” Vet exclaimed, not an ounce spoken in vane, 

“I lost my son, the eldest, named Crane”

And it was then that it appeared, the tiny tinseled Richard Gere.

Turning to Butch, Vet said “here, here, here, here” 

And from his vest the vet pulled, and revealed it with a smile, saying,

“This is for you, stick around a little while.”

to b continued

creagan:

world domination!

creagan:

bb shanskull