Oh whoa let's like get my bong. and do up some heavy weed man I got some really. heavy megsy meg stuff.. stone joints.. it's totally lost. It's totally.. all the time. Hey a lot of drugs go to hell. You ain't got nothing nothing to say. Why don't you just go away. You ain't got nothing nothin to tell. Why don't you just go to hell. You ain't got nothing nothing in your head. Odds are coming you could be dead. Ah let's get back to my bong... yea..aah.. it's like... Whoo..