I don't know what the hell happened. I attended this conference party, and everything was going great, well it seems that way in my fuzzy memory. But I woke up passed out on a lawn in the Vanbcouver
burbsm clutching a light.
I recall a glaring demon in a giant "W" shirt, some republican from the states, he tried to preach to me, and then ended up insisting we put on dog suits and play in the park. It went over the top when he started singing his Irish dirges.
I figured it was best to just drop some candy acid and make him go away.
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