And then my fucking house lands, Joe Rogan. On this fucking bitch with these red sparkly shoes. And....I swear to fucking God.....Joe Rogan....about eight, twelve, thirty of these little midgets surround me. I'm fucking thinking....fuck, they find my stash a coke?

39  2019-07-10 by JimsJarOfMustard

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He stinks and I don't like him

And Joe Rogan, I swear to God I thought I saw you there too! You and a couple of your little buddies kept saying you represented the Lollipop Guild.

And then I snorted a line of coke outta Glinda The Good Witch's asscrack, dawg!

Bravo, sir. Vurry good.

Mans stoned out of his mind, whattya expect

There was this motherfuckin robot Joe Rogan. Swear to God. 7 feet tall if ye was an inch. He ran on diesel. This motherfucker would smoke a whole fuckin bingo hall out and steal all the dabbers, Joe Rogan. Made out of titanium and modeled after a God, Joe Rogan. This fuckin cat could really pop n lock Joe Rogan.

Wheezing The guy that created that movie. He was so a dmt user. Like, hey we just invented color for movies, let's color fucking everything and use every color. Who was that guy, Jamie? Look it- eh fuck it. But the people that made up those sets, especially. They were doing acid, or whatever they called acid back- Jamie look that up, will ya? What they called DMT back in the late 1800's. Or whenever that movie came out....yeah. snort cough Fucking weird.

Never not goddamned hilarious. Ever. I will always detest that fat fucking liar.

He basically tells stories as if he were Bill Blasky.

I pray to Jesus that someone from the old block finally says, "That fat faggot just stayed at home every day trying not to get fucked up by all the real ass dudes.".