"The trunk of the car looked like a mobile police narcotics lab. We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of *******, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers . . . and also a quart of *******, a quart of ***, 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 **** 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."
who posted some pics of the Teen Sammie girl). Now, you've actually done that. But you don't like being called out, do you? Well, did you ever think that maybe you should show the same respect to those people that you want for yourself??? Did any of those people do anything to you? Hmm?
