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Before I get back into writing longer blog entries--sorry folks, searching for paying jobs takes up a great deal of time--here are a few more morsels of wisdom from the drug-addled brains of NorCal individuals in my life. Bonus point to anyone who can guess which two lines are from yours truly.

Female: "Then I started telling her that I had just done acid."
Male 1: "Why?"
Male 2: "Because she gave her fried chicken!"

"If you had a ballsack, you would rub it on furniture, too!"

"Transsexual cottage!"

"The more automatic squirting devices I have, the better."

"Find me Oxycontin shaped like Flintstones."