Engorged on dank-infused cookies and candies and lollipops.
Swallowing pot-prepared pizza and ganja-laced linguini!
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As I reach for your organs to put in the oven, I make sure they are slathered in weed butter.
Delicate the kidneys are, I place them on the top shelf, two get me the highest.
The taste is euphoric.
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Simply not enough tasty stuff for my love of weed based delicacies!
The crew's been smoking up a lot lately...
That, I know.
That, I know well.
I bet their blood is brimming with that good-good.
Lured in, one by one.
Slain by my own hand to be ingested for organ(ic) edibles.
No longer will I stoop so low standards as baking flower into my bread...
When I can simply chop up some hippies, eat them after they're dead!
Kill your friends, dice them up-not before you smoke them out.
Roast their butts, ingest their guts, just go fucking nuts.