actually, the mix on the tape i'm remembering was this one:
hearing it brings back the long bus trips i used to take around norcal/the pnw so powerfully, it's almost physically painful.
me 2 the juggalo lady at the dispensary: yall got any of that...uh...Purple Pussy Poppers? No? What abt that Ike Turner Edition Shit? What? Why I gotta get the fuck out the store? Why dont u get the fuck out the store? Damn.
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