That wild chemical slammajamma that's been added to your coffee so that you--yes, you! I'm talking to you personally! I'm talking to you and waving my finger at you and occasionally poking you in the eye!--so that you will only stare at the wall and think you see the wall moving and bulging with motorized elephants and fluffy brundleflies and a small pink pussycat named Boo and even the tantalizing scent of Tokapi! Dig it, baby! Surf the wild waves! Howl in the festering dreamscapes of the fevered mind! Eat at Joe's!

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