We were somewhere around 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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Mu Dinofiddler,
Mon 30 Jan 2012, 17:55,
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No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough. 
mediocre ha ha ha, you're reading this,
Mon 30 Jan 2012, 18:16,
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