[Sound of crickets. Guy walks across grass] Joe: "Hey pal! How ya doin?" M2: "I´m so wasted, man."
Joe: "Yeah, you are, oh ho ho!" M2: "Thanks man." Joe: "It´s good party, huh?" M2: "Oh, it´s great man." Joe: "Hey that´s some good acid, huh?" M2: "Oh, killer man." Joe: "Hey, my pleasure." M2: "I´ve never been higher." Joe: "Oh ho, you must be freaking out." M2: "Acid´s great man." Joe: "It´s the best." M2: "Everytime I do acid man, I´m so high." Joe: "Yeah, oh, you must be flipping out right now." M2: "This is the best acid, man." Joe: "What are you seein, man?" M2: "Oh, I, that cloud up there, man." Joe: "Whoa"
M2: "It´s got a vein in it." Joe: "Oh-Holy Cow! Really!?" M2: "And it´s bleeding on me, man." Joe: "It´s bleeding on ya? Well watch out!" M2: "Look at my hand, man." Joe: "Yeah?" M2: "It-It´s moving, but it´s not moving." Joe: "It´s not?" M2: "It´s still there, but it looks like it´s moving." Joe: "Hey, yeah to you it is." M2: "I´m so high." Joe: "Yeah, you must be flipping out." M2: "I´m flipping out off it." Joe: "Hallucinations, man." M2: "Acid..right." Joe: "Hey, I got some news fer ya." M2: "I´m seeing stuff, man."
Joe: "Yeah, yer seeing stuff." M2: "RIght." Joe: "Well, that´s what happens when you take acid, but you know what?" M2: "What man?" Joe: "Uhhh, that really wasn´t acid. That was just a little piece of paper I ripped off of my notebook." [Silence]
M2: "Wha? It´s probly this weed I´m smokin´, man." Joe: "Oh, that weed." M2: "That Thai bud, man." Joe: "Whoa." M2: [Laughing] "Everything´s hilarious." Joe: [Laughing] "That´s funny man. Look at that guy."
M2: [Laughing] "That´s funny man." Joe: [Laughing] "Look at that guy´s hat man." M2: [Laughing] "Everything´s funny to me, man." Joe: "Right. Hey, how man bones didya smoke? A few joints, man?" M2: "I had about four." Joe: "Whoa, that´s a lot of bones to be smokin´, man." M2: "The whole thing´s man." Joe: "Yeah, you sucked ´em down yerself." M2: "Ain´t that hilarious!?" Joe: "You didn´t wanna share, didja?" M2: "It was great stuff, man." Joe: "Aww, yeah, hey I got some news on that stuff too." M2: "Hey what man?" Joe: "That´s the stuff I sold you, right? M2: "Yeah, right."
Joe: "Yeah" M2: "It´s funny, man." Joe: "Well, well, uh.." M2: "I´m wasted off it, man." Joe: "Yeah, well that´s good. You smoked it, right?" M2: "Right." Joe: "Well that really wans´t weed." [Pause] Joe: "No it wasn´t, it was pencil shavings in a bag." [Silence]
Joe: "Yeah." M2: "Well, it´s probably this beer. This beer I´m drinking, man. I must be drunk off it or something. Ya know, I had about eighteen of them, man." Joe: "Whoa, oh really!?"
M2: "I´m just..wasted off ´em." Joe: "That´s a lot of beer for a man to drink." M2: "Man, I gotta pea pretty soon, man." Joe: "You didn´t dump ´em out in the woods, didja?" M2: "No..no..no.. I drank all of them." Joe: "Right, yeah. I saw you..that´s good. Hey didja eat today?" M2: "No, I´m on an empty stomach." Joe: "Whoa, you must be ..yea.. extra buzz for you." M2: "..And that´s why I´m so wasted off it man, it´s like I´m seeing things, man." Joe: "Yeah, you can hardly stand, man." M2: "You should take my car keys, cuz I can´t drive, man." Joe: "Right, right." M2: "I can barely walk."
Joe: "Hey man, you better open those eyes up, they´re half shut." M2: "There´s two of you, man. I can´t see anymore, man, I´m blind!" Joe: "Right.. I got the beers, huh? I´m the man, right?" M2: "Yeah, you are the man." Joe: "Say it. Say I´m the man." M2: "Yer da man!!" Joe: "Okay, well that beer.." M2: "Yeah?" Joe: "There was no alcohol in that beer." [Pause] Joe: "That was non-alcoholic. So..uhh..again, I´m gonna have to bust you on this one. You´re lying." [Silence]
M2: [Mumbling] "I´ll be right back." Joe: "Ok, buddy, you go sober up." [Walking different directions, gun goes off] Joe: "Oh my God! He killed himself! He killed himself!" [Runs over] Joe: "Oh my God! You killed yerself, buddy." M2: "Yeah, I´m dead, man." Joe: "Oh my, oh yer dead." M2: "Yeah, I´m dead, man." Joe: "That is awefull." M2: "There´s a big white light and everything, man." Joe: "Yeah! Well you showed us all, man." M2: "Oh man, I´m so peaceful here man." Joe: "Yeah, you see anything weird, or.." M2: "My relatives, man, a big white light, and my grandfather´s there and.."
Joe: "Ooooh, I remember him, he´s a good guy." M2: "He´s still wearing the same clothes, and.." Joe: "Hey, say hello fer me, huh?" M2: "Hey man, Joe says hi, man." Joe: [Chuckling] "Right." M2: "It´s yeah..My uncle´s here and..." Joe: "Right..right.. Hey I got some news for ya. This is so funny." M2: "Yeah? What, man?" Joe: "Yeah, yeah, before you go, up to heaven. The gun, you killed yerself with, that´s the one I sold you, right?" M2: "Yeah." Joe: "Yeah, well that was a cap gun. So, there´s no way you could have killed yourself." [Pause] Joe: "Yeah, that´s right, ok.. I´m going back to the party. Ok, take care." [Walks back]
M2: [Whimpering and crying] "I´m moving to a different town man."
- "Four weeks later."
[Pouring drink] M2: "Oh this beer is great, man. This tequila is really strong, man. It´s got a worm, and everything in it, man." Buffoon: "Fuckin´ shit!" M2: "All being in the sun, you´re even more wasted. Fuckin´ shit is right, man! I am totally wasted now, man. I should maybe get an umbrella or something and go in the shade." Buffoon: "I know a guy who can suck his own dick." M2: "Yeah, I know a guy who can do that too. He´s the drummer from Molly Hatchet and one night we had two cases of Southern Comfort, man. We were so wasted off it. I´m serious man."