Ni-kit-a

Drugged up to the eyeballs

She came home yesterday with a small stuffed pink pig. She left it on the sofa next to me and walked off. I was wondering what it was and had a quick sniff.

Suddenly, all I could hear was Jimi Hendrix and the world went all sorts of CRAZY COLORS MAN!. I found myself rockin' and rollin' and wrigglin' - it was MENTAL!

Anyway, turned out I was doped off my face on something called catnip. After a while, it wore off but that's some crazy shit. I don't want to end my days face down in a pool of my vomit on the floor of some sleazy hotel room. I gotta get it under control.

But maybe I'll listen to All Along the Watchtower one more time...