Damn, dog.
Damn, dog.
Bitch, Guap’s greedy.
Drip, drip, drip.
Picture perfect.
Ra ra ra!
B.o.B. talk your shit.
It’s Prime Time.
We don’t smoke that shit.
Rich in red.
Sisters and brothers.
This was a really entertaining and honest read. The way you described the whole experience makes something medical feel oddly relatable and human. Waiting for a “malfunction” right before swallowing a camera capsule sounds both stressful and funny at the same time. Hope you get clear answers from the procedure and feel better soon. Trolley Tours