Methylphenidate, lots throughout the day. The best of the best: dextroamphetamine. Also alot a good beer, smokin some shisha outta the hookah, annd some synthetic cannabanoid blend called potpourri jungle juice and who the fuck knows whats in that man.
But yeah it's all good man, look out for the space police, they made it a galactic felony to possess space dust. Man, I love space dust, and fuck the space police. But seriously man, you gotta be careful or people will nark you out to the space police. As we all know, no one likes a narc, I mean no one likes a no good, fascist, evil, psychotic, pig, narc. That's exactly what the space police are man.
It's not the multiple substances that's making me produce that shit, I'm a random person and I get really fucking random with various mind altering substances in me and I write weird shit like the above paragraph.
So I gotta go hunt down the unabomber (Weird Al Yankovic) and get into an epic battle, so I bid thee farewell.
PS: jk jk jk so fucking gone just way fuuuucked up, random shit man...PLUR