Well, damn, never click "copy profile to all" while drunk, eh? There goes the meticulously tracked record of my Meta names!

The picture in a top-down view of a proper glass of absinthe, albeit not prepared corrently -- no sugar, no water, just straight absinthe. Good stuff, too: Pernod, imported from France.

"We were somewhere outside Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like, 'I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive ... ' And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: 'Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?'"

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