:: Substance obtuse ::

Thursday, February 05, 2004

You know you're getting old when in the midst of a dream in which you stumble upon a hidden cache of drugs your brain, not knowing which drugs are all the rage with the kids these days, resorts to visualizing this illicit hoard as comprised of cucumber slices and jellybeans.

The cinnamon ones let you see through time.

Posted by morland @ 08:31 AM

:: Comments ::

I believe it was Apu's spicy southasian dinner that first allowed one to see through time.

Posted by: Anna on February 5, 2004 11:47 AM

One time I looked into my own urethra and saw through time. Quite the heady experience.

Posted by: Alexis on February 6, 2004 12:23 PM

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