Aug 31, 2012

Based on a True Legend

I lost my job as producer of a morning show, my saxophone got stolen and my wife slapped me with divorce papers, all in under two hours.

So: clarinet? Damn it, Francis. Get it together.

I figured I owed myself a moment of clarity. I called my drug dealer.

Because drug-induced hallucinations are, like, virtual reality and they help you
think more clearly.

The Capture of the Feather King
by Nik Dudukovic

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