Pimp my Jar

As you may have heard from Steimes' previous post "Everyone is Busy," I have been busy detailing my jar. In the following pictures, you can see the view from the top of my new lid with a kick ass rim, and of my sweet new green neons.

Bad ass lid with a disk lock.

The green glow acents my pink undevelpoed sexy body.

Isn't that just badass? And you know how I was able to get all these sweet new additions?

From selling drugs.

That's right, I sell drugs. To kids, to old people, whoever wants 'em, really. Now, my drug of choice is the chronic, but I'll sell pretty much anything.

Nothin like smokin' up and chillin with my gangstas [Editor's note: Shoutout too the E-town Fetus Mafia] or thinking about what life is really about while listening to some really chill music.

But yeah, i'm living the luxurious life. Who needs to make an honest living when this is so freakin easy? you wouldn't believe how easy it is to get a little kid hooked on drugs. Sure, programs like D.A.R.E., which teaches kids to say no to drugs, might put up a roadblock from time to time. But nothing a little cocaine can't handle. You just get 'em to try a little nose candy, and they're all yours for the robbing....and the messing up of their lives. Then I make 'em dish out the big bucks. And my life is better for it.


...Thanks, illegal drugs!!