We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert... when the drugsbegan to take hold. I remember saying something like: I feel a bit lightheaded.Maybe you should drive. - Hmm ?- Suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us... and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats... - [ Bats Screeching ]- all swooping and screeching and diving around the car. - And a voice was screaming:- Holy Jesus, what are these goddamned animals ? We had two bags of grass... pellets of mescaline... five sheets ofhigh-powered blotter acid... a salt shaker half-full of cocaine... a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers. Also a quart of tequila,a quart of rum, a case of beer... - a pint of raw ether...- Shit ! two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip... but once you get locked intoa serious drug collection... the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
WE CANT STOP HERE, THIS IS BAT COUNTRY!
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