I'm still zucced.
Would smash, even with ciggie breath.
Are you a moran, or just trollin?
I can foresee a time when tens of thousands will show up at a Trump rally just to boo his fat ass off the stage.
One night about 15 years ago I ate 45 magic mushrooms in the dark heart of Jakarta and tripped balls for 15 hours. I couldn't be inside my hotel room, but I couldn't go outside either, but I had to anyway. When I paid for a beer in the convenience store, the money swarmed like a ball of variegated snakes in my hands. The prostitutes were calling to me by name. The layers of my ego fell away like those of an onion, until at the center there was nothing left. Eventually a surfer from San Francisco sitting in front of a bar at 4 a.m. noticed the glint in my eyes. Over the course of about two hours, he and his Indonesian girlfriend talked me back down.
In terms of surrealness, that experience was like a trip to toilet compared to what we are living through nowadays.