We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold.
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, 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.
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Joe seems to be saying, "Wow...women in leather chaps. I mean, I never...wow...I just never thought of that before."
The only connecting Mittbot does is via RJ-45.