If That's What Moonrocks Are Really Made Of, How Come Bobby Liebling And Jerry Garcia Didn't Build A Fucking Rocket?

According to this amazingly informative site, courtesy of the US government;

http://www.whitehousedrugpolicy.gov/streetterms/

apparently I'm a baker, and a sometime fiend who has just poked a kawaii electric juanita whilst candyflipping on a string. Yep, on a beautiful cold and brilliant day like today there's nothing like blowin' the roof off a mohasky gyve and hanging out with the zig-zag man on the dead road.

I'm gonna stay clear of the christmas trees an' the crush'n'rush tho, the last thing anyone wants is to end up hotrailing that oh-so-fuckin-good quartz or tweaking for the ol' red phosphorous...