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A roll of paper that covers up presents and anything you wrap
Do you have any wrapping paper so I can wrap my mums Christmas present
JOB Rolling Papers are one of the leading rolling paper brands since 1838. The most creative individuals in the world roll up and smoke JOB when it’s time to create. Anyone that has smoked JOB Rolling Papers has gone on to experience great success and prosperity everywhere they go. If you smoke good, you roll JOB.
Please don’t ask me to roll anything besides JOB Rolling Papers, do I look like a damn fool to you?
When people design a flimsy straw to save the turtles, but ignore that paper straws cause much more pollution to make, defeating the purpose. This is the effect where people care more about looking eco-friendly rather than being eco-friendly and practical.
"Damn, they redid the packaging with green cardboard and wrapped it together with denim, it's soaked from the rain too"
"Seems like they were affected by the Paper Straw Effect"
A kleptomaniac that asks u if u have any money and acts like ur the problem after stealing ur money at the atm. Usually prone calling for backup when u ask for a loan till the next day. Definately a smear campaign tactic used by peeps who have fucked up by some other smear campaign tactic being used to create an illusion of upper class status
Karma drove past saw the ppl who stole her money and made sure that the kleptos (definition of: any papers dusty drapers ) had no shoes no money nothing when they had to face the music and talk to the person they stole the money from the previous day.
The act of milking a woman's udders while standing near any variety of tree.
You're having a picnic under a wonderful wheeping willow when you realize you have no cream for your coffee....
papering...
A child born from an affair with the mailman
Did you know that little Timmy is actually a paper boy
Paper mache,
Art an a cave,
Super hero,
No cape. Capture a claim,
Climates will change,
When colder winds came,
Did you remember my name.
leave me a key left out in the rain?
Did I fiddle your pockets,
An bark at the strain the indeffiant pain?
That since I’ve had you, I’ve had nothing left to gain? No remark boasted in vain.
No retract for the want no the need for a surge through my veins.
An I contemplate damage darkness an dismay.
I recollect all my aggressive an am violent outraged.
But only when confused and feel falling oddly out placed.
So take what you want how you may.. I think more that I should how it could really be.
Paper mache