This post may or may not have explicit content.

Okay it really doesn't breech the bounds of being maybe like PG.

Who the hell am i kidding it is probably like on the same level as a home video of seven people with heads full of acid, fucking each other in every possible orafice while trying to wade in a pool filled with tapioca pudding.... yes...... sounds about right.

Now i know i am supposed to talk about drugs, but come on when have my "blogs" ever been about what the title is.

I will say this Anti-depressants = insomnia     (as verified by the time this was posted)

i guess i use titles to get attention, i hope i have not or will not disappoint you.

If you really want to know the scoop on drugs i would suggest reading the book Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter Thompson. or if you aren't the reading type or illiterate then watch the movie, equally as good. i have just recently finished the book after having fallen in love with the movie .

I am a child of the Counter Culture thrown into the sick future of the late *80's. but i hope to alleviate this handycap by expanding my consciousness.

Boy of the 60's and Jesus of the 70's

a sick joke was played when i was thrown into a time warp and my mind having already experienced the past was thrust into a future intent on forgetting said past and moving into a more materialistic society where the likes of me, being still fresh, was already a dinosaur (which i love).

But what the fuck do you care. You wanted action. you wanted the dirt. You want the misdemeaners. You click on this blog expecting something, say.... a lecture on drugs. But what do you want to know that the media, your parents or DARE can't teach you.

I see you want the inside story don't you.... You want what? the feeling, the fear, the technique, the euphoria, the ...... oh i see now.....well i can't help you there you need to experience it for yourself, sure there may be consequences but if you determined whos stopping you?

The Fuzz?

Fuck the Funky Fuzz and get funky, shoot straight

Or parents?

yes that is different, golden boys and girls should not degrade themselves to chrome(although shiny and inviting, and heavy(surprisingly)) but what use is a trophy?

Or morals?

Well fuck em' if you want to know what true ethics are. No morals instilled or ingrained are necessarily right.

But whatever you choose to do.... lets take a trip. Be it physical, mental or spiritual. Follow me to the land of plenty, lizards and Sheepman.

Peace Out

J-Todd