If you are a stoner,you may not want to take the stuff of the Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas style.
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Forget the either: it's flammable.
The blonde hash will be "dog food".
Maybe some acid and poyote buttons.
A salt shaker of cocaine.Uppers and downers.
No grapefruit or firearms.
Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
Dr. Gonzo: Let's give the boy a lift.
Raoul Duke: What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country!
There was a girl slumped down with her back against the Golden Nugget,eyes wide open and with her mouth half-open.
I think she was in bat country.
Back in the 80's,we did it all.
The F.S.E. is not a good place to be on any hallucinogenics,alone.
You may not be a responsible adult for long.
Some of us are not that way on alchohol.
Leave your recreational drugs at home.
This is serous busines,here.
We gamble and(or not)
drink and you MUST pay attention.
Sometimes, we wake up a winner.
This belong in the end of my drunken run at the MSS craps table.
They will invite me back,with wheelchair service.
