What do you do when you're more baked than Betty Crocker and some Wigger wearing jeans and a baseball hat comes into your non-violent pot party and starts throwing unwarranted haymakers? You take your pink guitar and go Hippie Honky Tonk Man in the face, thus defending your right to not shower or become employed. Only way to play the game when you've been sleeping on at worst the sidewalk and at best an air mattress for most of your adult life.

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