here´s johnny

darry: pony i don’t think you should come to this rumble

pony: cOME ON DARRY I WILL BE FINE I’VE BEEN TO PLENTY OF THESE

*as soon as the rumble starts*

pony: darry help darry help  darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help  darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help darry help

Ten: Slide to the left. Slide to the right. Slide right into your dms

Johnny: Back 2 steps. Now cha cha real slow out of my dms

Ten: Reverse, reverse I’m back in

“We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers… and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, 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 drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.”