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 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.
~ Raoul Duke, monolouge, Fear and Lothing in Las Vegas
Will be on vaction in the Bahamas for he next week or so . . .
Sweet.
Bet your silly ass, you wish you were me . . . damn, it feels good to be a gangster
See you bitches on the flip-side . . .
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