I am a total Karaoke Whore. I write and sing my own songs. I do drugs and have promiscuous sex with strangers. I leap tall buildings with a single bound. I put the Ram in the Rama-lama-ding-dong.
Your Mama.
I only listen to the newest and most cutting edge polka and Hungarian folk songs.
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole multi colored collection of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
Robot chicken. Everything else is just source material.
Oh, I think the Good Book is the only book I'll be needing. Of course I'm referring to Penthouse.