You farted while (forgive me, whilst) driving? You should have done the mushrooms, instead? You're involved with Loudon's son, Rufus? I have absolutely no idea. Do tell!
First of all, I am by no means condoning irresponsible drug abuse. read that sentence carefully.
The above song has been a favourite of mine for half my life, but sat. night I got to act it out. I don't know if it was twelve years exactly but it was my first acid trip this century. It's very hard to find here, so we had to wait till someone made it themselves
(yikes) but it was worth the wait. I wish I had some amusing stories to tell, but the best I can do is a disjointed memory of throwing up in my friends garden amongst the snow and the moonlight, then realising I could hear the next-door neighbour shovelling snow, signalling the end of saturday night and the grim dawn of The Morning After.
KIDS!! don't try this at home, unless you have plenty of weed and Devo.