Why not?
-A cigarette dipped in acid.
-What’s that do?
-You smoke it. It gets you high.
-How much?
-Fifty cents.
-Fifty cents.
-Hippie girl.
-Tonight the night? Why not?
-I burnt her ass to a crisp.
-How’d you do that?
-Well, believe it or not, I got a flamethrower in my toolshed.
-Oh, from The Fourteen Fists of McCluskey.
-Yeah!
-Is everybody okay?
-Well… the fuckin’ hippies aren’t. That’s for goddamn sure.
I remember you. A cigarette dipped in acid. What’s that do?
