Its the beauty of the stream of consciousness that makes a drunk guy great, interesting to himself but obnoxious to others. Rambling and throwing shit out there llike its 1999 when I Was in Quebec city on a breakaway tour. Chicks on the dancefloor used to jack us off right there on the dance floor, it was fucking nutts and we were in our drunk prime
“Where the danger is, so grows the saving element.” ~ German poet Hoelderlin