3.29.2026, 11:29
Unmoored, but who isn’t. Smoked a Peanut Butter Mintz. I’ve been sneaking sips of tequila, here and there, the last hour. This is gravel we’re walkin on, dancin on, grinding and slipping. Make your plans and then unmake them, make the old ones new again!
I make a mistake, lay a bad tarp, the rats get in it, polypropylene shards, big deal, cost me $24, cost the world a few cents. Cost the rats nothing, made them a home for a few months, lucky days. All I did was evict them, threw in the proverbial tarp, no one died, no bombs were dropped, no threats linger, energy prices were unaffected, troops were never summoned. News of this failed tarp affected no one more than me. This is a mistake I can live with, and I have a conscience.
The Peanut Butter Mintz is a force of nature, a work of art. It gets all up in your head and it has both skills and kind intentions. I watched the menu this was on and I watched it disappear from that menu, time and again. Wisdom is a disappearance, opportunity in return. Are these or are these not steel-cut oats? Your honor I asked this man a question and I would like an answer.
You have ordered the maximum number of value meals but you say you have no plan to pay for them. Kind sir, how do you suggest those meals should be procured, produced, offered, or propounded? Eventually we will have to pay for your mistakes. The sooner the better because by then you will be gone. Should I be so lucky to see the day. If I could expedite, ‘twould be a mighty right.
Peanut Butter Mintz!
11:41.
Peanut Butter Mintz = DoSiDo x Kush Mints
Weeds of Grass 