Yeah, that’s what SHE said.
My mom says it won’t last.
Momma! You’re alive!
Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
Sorry I’m late, I was saving the world. You know how it is.
Somebody throw the goddamn bomb!
And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.
You want to build a boat?
If you build it, he will come.
I agreed to design it for the purpose of seeing it built as I wished.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure-dome decree.
On a daily basis I consume enough drugs to sedate Manhattan, Long Island, and Queens for a month. I take Quaaludes 10-15 times a day for my “back pain”, Adderall to stay focused, Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out, cocaine to wake me back up again, and morphine… Well, because it’s awesome.
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.
The question isn’t “what are we going to do,” the question is “what aren’t we going to do?”
That’s not a question I need answered.
Goddamnit! The man is brainwashing you! He’s using mind control! It’s what he does!
Not intentionally. But you know how the subconscious mind works.
You mind telling your subconscious to take it easy?
My god, Vanessa’s got a fabulous body… I bet she shags like a minx… How do I let them know because of the unfreezing process, I have no inner monologue? I hope I didn’t just say that all out loud just now.
Whoa! Can’t believe what I just heard. Hey Spider, here. This is for you. Attaboy! I got respect for this kid. He’s got a lot of fucking balls. Good for you! Don’t take no shit off nobody.