6 thoughts on “file under Unintentional Leisuretown

  1. Dude. Those were advil they were using for reds. That was grrrreat. And the rave scene… stop it, you’re killing me. Oh, oh, oh, and, and, and. GROUNDED… without treats even. Hell, if that’s all…. I’m goin’ to Santa Ana.

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