theres a road like that out by the lake...it tripped me up until i found out thats the little piece of pavemnt they use to test the road stippers
Back in the old days, I found that when I was that fucked up and took some acid, the trails would compensate for the twirlies. But it didn't help when asking for directions from convenience store clerks--especially the Indian ones. That just resulted in endless fits of laughter.
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