i like to get high.
i get high off off of success,
karma,
good looking wolves,
and sometimes a nice pair of shoes.
the cubs of today are getting high off all kinds of nonsense.
first,
they were eating tide pods for whatever reason.
now it’s tampon juice.
*barf*
a foxholer sent me the story via “the ny post”…
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