triple shot of yack with a chaser of bong water
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Fear & Loathing In Havana
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Ralph said:
Onward,into The Fog....
Looking around this bar,this human cess-pool of degradation and filth,I noticed a young girl,amybe eighteen,sitting alone at a table.
"Here's Your Big Chance,I muttered to My Attorney,'see if you can connect with one of the Fairer Locals. She could be The Story,you never know,man."
That sorry,drroling animal just stared at her,and I could sense in his roiling,ever-so-clouded brain,a new sense of direction.
"I'll be right back,he said,I have to get some cigarets from the bartender."
Ducking under the table to hit the ether-rag,I quickly agreed with him,and off he went.
There is nothing stranger than a man in the depths of an ether binge. It comes on slow,then runs over your head with a freight train,leaving a trail of broken synapses and bloody ganglia.
Fom under the table,looking at the legs of the locals,I'd say they had the Tails of Lizards,but that wouldn't do justice to the debacle I was witnessing take place in front of our ether-soaked eyeballs.
Cazart! Remember the psilocybe powder,you fool? Did you ingest more than was necessary?
