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[Cube128]

We were gliding around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like, "I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe we should switch to turtle-mode".

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full with what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screaching and diving around our x2's, and a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus, what are these goddamn animals?!"

In our Givi side bags, we had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, 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 glide, 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.

[Five-Flags]

Originally Posted by Cube128

... Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full with what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screaching and diving around our x2's, and a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus, what are these goddamn animals?!"
...

Sounds like that polo video I watched....

[Sal]

Originally Posted by Cube128

We were gliding around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like, "I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe we should switch to turtle-mode".

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full with what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screaching and diving around our x2's, and a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus, what are these goddamn animals?!"

In our Givi side bags, we had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, 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 glide, 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.

Fear and Loathing at SegwayFesT!

One of my favorite lines ever: "... this is bat country!"

-Sal

[macgeek]

Originally Posted by wwhopper

They are in the boy's room toking on, I mean smoking, something smelly again!

being blunt.

Jonathan

[GadgetmanKen]

Geez all this talk of the Dark Side of the Moon, smelly, stinky stuff, gives me flashbacks of my yesteryears and makes me feel all fuzzy inside. Spread the joy.

[Mr_Laurenzano]

Funb.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Can you stand up?
Welcome to the show.

I was riffing off with my digital delay an old song from a dead man, do remember that sceen in the movie where pink cut off his nipples. I never owned the album but I could play every song. It goes in my ear and comes out of my hand.
Can I rent a guitar while Im in Indy, or do I have to buy it.

...What else could I say
all apoligies
What else could I write
I don't have the right
...In the sun, In the sun I feel as one
In the sun, in the sun,
Married....Mary....Married
Ya ya ya ya
4/16~x2, love a delay, its like ridding a seg without fenders.
Crash
.a M-167C is only as good as the ridder.
?~What was the name of pink floyd's first album.
?~What color was it?

[hellphish]

Originally Posted by Cube128

We were gliding around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like, "I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe we should switch to turtle-mode".

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full with what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screaching and diving around our x2's, and a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus, what are these goddamn animals?!"

In our Givi side bags, we had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, 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 glide, 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.

Quoting pure awesome.