Anyone sometimes feel like they are on the "road less travelled" as you age and gradually realise you are the only man of your age-group still alone and taking psychedelic drugs as a means of achieving happiness?
Is tripping your tits off to your hearts content a valid way of spending your life? When you are laying on your deathbed will you think "That time I was running down the street naked save for one sock talking like Worzel Gummidge..that was worth being around for...I lived, I FUCKING LIVED!"
Is tripping your tits off to your hearts content a valid way of spending your life? When you are laying on your deathbed will you think "That time I was running down the street naked save for one sock talking like Worzel Gummidge..that was worth being around for...I lived, I FUCKING LIVED!"
