Stupid shit. A little kid’s bored ravings.
Adult material.
People had to ride in the trunk often…
Eat ‘rooms,
sniff yay,
’sall good,
’sall day.
Eat & Drink & Smoke & Fuck,
Trip & Roll & Go Get Drunk.
Open containers go in the trunk.
The trunk sure smells a lot like skunk!
Who’da thunk, amidst the junk,
a little punk’s inside the trunk,
crunk as fuck.
Puff by puff,
the little man stunk up the trunk.
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