Lulu
Bluelighter
Anyone remember that mad paranoia you used to get when you smoked when you were about 15? Well, I live on the north-side of Brisbane, where a mad gunman is hiding out somewhere. Last night there were helicopters overhead, police sirens screaming around everywhere, and to make it worse, the drunked fuckwits that live over the road were having another party - loudly. Bent off my tits, I was picturing myself in Britain during World War II with bombs falling, planes overhead, etc. etc. Not to mention the fact that I was determined that the mad gunman was hiding out on my back deck. I was too scared to leave my bedroom, and had all the curtains drawn so that not a speck of outside could be seen as I was sure he was looking in, waiting to take me hostage. Then, I decided to spill the bong water all over the carpet - (we're talking really dirty bong water). However, too scared to open any windows, the smell simply festered and festered all night. Woke up to the most DISGUSTING smelling bedroom.