May 09, 06
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Originally Posted by Genotype
Sleeping, dreaming, then....
it happened.
I smelt something.
It WAS NOT fresh bed-sheets.
CUTE PUPPY POOHED ON PILLOW...
HMMMMMM
YUCK!
ROLLED OVER, poop, railed, right up my nose.
SMELLZ BAD!
wash out pooh, very well, snort...
MOUTHWASH!
SMOKE JOINT!
GO BACK TO BED!
Bet ya never done that before!
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Railed :285:
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