Lol, is that actually her in the original post?

I have a very vivid memory of walking into a gas station at 2am with friends, high on mushrooms. We all went our separate ways to grab drinks and snacks, and then stood in a surprisingly long line with a few strangers to purchase them. I was in another dimension. All of us were. None of us were communicating with each other whatsoever. Just standing there in line with huge pupils and snacks in our arms. Then someone started snickering quietly. Then another. Then another. Soon it was psychedelic fucking pandemonium beneath those florescent gas station lights. I think even the strangers may have been having a good time. I’m not even sure how we managed to pay. Great memory, though.

Am I getting old or is that haircut fucked?

Try to find that cool looking Beavis and Butthead site I saw my brother browsing in the earliest days of our internet access. I had asked him where he found it and he couldn’t remember, so I searched and searched and searched to no avail. I never found that Beavis and Butthead site. I just remember there was a lot of yellow.

I’ve dabbled enough in paganism to confirm that worshiping nature and the sun is a hell of a lot more meaningful than making up shit about God and wearing special hats. Sure, we know what nature and the sun is, but it doesn’t make it any less spectacular, or any less of a genuine creator before our very eyes.

I have vivid memories of desperately trying to tell my dad that All That was just SNL but with kids, and it was hilarious. Now my five-year-old has found the All That reboot on YouTube, and I feel the pain that my father had felt.