this isn’t torts this is this guy pat and last night i put a bunch of golf course flags on him
torts tried to smoke the world’s biggest cigarette and it knocked him right out
look at those bad boys though, damn! i would’ve been tuckered out too. you’re alright torts, you’re alright.
come on torts at least have the decency to close your porn tabs before you pass out
what’s on your mind, torts?
torts awoke in a cold sweat. “whew! what a dream!” he said. But oh no, torts, it wasn’t a dream at all…
the ghostly friend whispered haunting things into torts’ ear, turning his dreams into nightmares.
torts was visited by a ghostly friend while he slept
teen suicide’s last show was exhausting
time to sleep in a funny place…forevvvveerrrrrrrrrr
catch phrase is the dopest game