So my Stumble thinks I'm a crazy drug addict who has a lot of free time but little money. (Only those last two things are true, ba dum tsch!) No, Stumble, I'm not interested in dropping acid. Achieving a nice, weed-induced high is one of God's tiny miracles, but something just seems wrong about having a thirty-minute conversation with your lamp because you thought it was Bugs Bunny. I don't know, call me crazy.
That said, who the hell started the rumor that you can make LSD from cherries, wine, and baking soda? This can't be true...can it? No, there's no way...right?