divisions don't exist, it's one prolonged chapter
Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2003 3:49 am
Last night I dined on 4 codeine pills and a half a bottle of Carlos Rossi and had a very strange dream. It was Syd Barret dressed from head to toe in a white cloth. I could have swore he had a tail so when I looked again it wasn't a tail at all but a third leg growing out of his ass. I asked him why he had a third leg protruding from his hole and he told me it was because of all the intoxicants he devoured as a young naive soul. A bit perturbed at this response I told him to find some other hopless drug addict to haunt his dreams. He laughed and then turned into an orange.