"Hey pass the grinder."
"No. Get it yourself."
"Yo, I fucking hate you. You're right there."
"No. Get it yourself."
"Yo, I fucking hate you. You're right there."
....When the sole fabric of friendship rests upon whether your roommate will pass you the weed grinder it may be time to reevaluate the basis on which you build rapport.
....During simpler times people expected you to grow as a person in college as oppose to digress. Kumquats.
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