Know her… we’re practically sisters. Or Mother and daughter. Or something like that.
Just north of where I am from (Cupertino) in Oakland, no problem finding the ganja…
If it isn’t one thing, its another…
Maybe because you actually think the little phone in your hand is a real intelligent being???
Maybe the same place I first saw your phone number— on the wall of a public bathroom.
Call Me An Ambulance
Hey ambulance!