rocketpig on 28 March 2008
I'll never forget the bumblebee. At one point, it was hovering in the corner, smoking a cigar and staring at me.
Bizarre shit. My imagination is way too vivid to deal with hallucinogens. Even pot fucks with me. One time I spent an hour staring at a stucco wall because I was watching Pangea form into continents in the stucco. Ugh.
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