My buddy Keith lived in a graveyard once for a whole year. It wasn't a dare or nothing. He just got kicked out of his house. He said he never saw a single ghost except this one time when a ghost stabbed him from behind and took all his money and he might have just been a homeless guy because he had a robe on with two eyes cut out on his face.

My buddy Keith tried camping out on top of a building once. He was shooting crows but the police was too busy tear gassing him to ask him what he was doing. He screamed for an entire year every time he opened his eyes. At first it was funny. But then it was sad. But then it was funny again. Ohhhh man...

4/6/2011 2:57:48 AM

dude, sleep it off

and dont drive

4/6/2011 3:06:55 AM

GHOSTS

4/6/2011 3:07:18 AM

4/6/2011 3:08:47 AM

...somethin'

4/6/2011 3:17:24 AM

Oh. Let me tell you another story about my buddy Keith...

4/6/2011 4:28:29 AM

'bout the birds and the bees,
and the things between your knees

4/6/2011 6:45:05 AM