Natural plants Weīre again not here. What does it mean? Say! Everybody is broken on a fucking meal. Eyes full of a gass, no grass just trust, the class of glass is slashed. Mother donīt be shy and kick my little bottom Iīm finally here. What does it mean Iīll say. Other people are slashed, but I am watching MASH with joints in my head R: Oh, mum! Thatīs really fine, so donīt escape and come back to the line. Donīt stop, thatīs not a joke. I like you when youīre my sweet shit-head mum.