We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and 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 into locked 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
Monday, 16 March 2009
Tak jsem byl vyhozen z bytu. Proc? Protoze si s panem domacim pry moc nepovidam, kdyz prijdu domu. A odvazil jsem si ho jednou (vlastne pry dvakrat) v humoru prirovnat k me milovane mame, kdyz se me porad na neco ptal – podotykam, ze jsem to myslel s humorem a jako dukaz jsem pro nechapave [...]