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Chorus on Acid: 1) Spike punch with LSD 2) Serve punch before a large choir performance of a large, religious peice (The Messiah, Gloria in Sanctus eus, etc.) 3) Sit back and watch how God moves the choir. What's great is that (supposedly) the drugs wont hit until halfway through the performance, and then we'll have tenors clawing at themselves and sopranos running and leaping off the stage into the orchestra pit. Sounds like a blast.
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amy
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is this fun? would you call this fun? no, i wouldn't call it fun, exactly. interesting, maybe. but definitely not fun. i wouldn't say that i'm actually enjoying myself. i'm laughing but i could be crying.
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god
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i'd show up
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bijou
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god, i love you (it feels good to say that for some reason)
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god
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i love you too, bijou.
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bijou
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that feels good too.
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phil
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What a nice lovely time, how touching, truly felt, deeply fortified. I love you god.
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nemo
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i love the feeling
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pete
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you could tell by the way he walked, by the way he fell into the door instead of opening it, that he was drugged. his mouth was full of cotton swabs and his eyes were distant. he's missing four teeth, and the wisdom that went with them.
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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