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"How long could we maintain, I wondered. How long before one of us begins raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then?
"This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family. Would he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'lll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere. 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some outback nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs.
Jesus, did I say that, or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?"
MY NOSE IS PIERCED!
I'm high as a fucking kite....ooh Tommy boy, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee must get back on that phone and hit record! I was all paranoid, so I changed clothes, washed my arms and face, brushed my teeth (which took forever because I kept forgetting what I was doing), sprayed hairspray in my hair, put on smelly lotion and THEN, I smelt myself. Yup. Head ta toe, best I could. And when I had my ankle up by my head and I was sniffing my calves, I realized...I am fucking FUCKED. And I laughed. And laughed.
Most repeated saying of the evening..."Wait, what was I saying? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
HAPPY 4-20!
P.S: Keith, if you're reading this, best make that call NOW!
:D Love love.
"This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family. Would he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'lll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere. 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some outback nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs.
Jesus, did I say that, or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?"
MY NOSE IS PIERCED!
I'm high as a fucking kite....ooh Tommy boy, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee must get back on that phone and hit record! I was all paranoid, so I changed clothes, washed my arms and face, brushed my teeth (which took forever because I kept forgetting what I was doing), sprayed hairspray in my hair, put on smelly lotion and THEN, I smelt myself. Yup. Head ta toe, best I could. And when I had my ankle up by my head and I was sniffing my calves, I realized...I am fucking FUCKED. And I laughed. And laughed.
Most repeated saying of the evening..."Wait, what was I saying? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
HAPPY 4-20!
P.S: Keith, if you're reading this, best make that call NOW!
:D Love love.