what are you doing if I break into your house and wake you up in the dead of night and i pull out a shot glass and flask of NyQuil and say to your health and down one (1) shot of it and then pass tf out on the end of your bed like some demented cat
what then huh?
It’s weird what medicine and sickness will do to your dreams like
fever: your deepest fear
anesthesia: kaleidoscope
NyQuil: face centipede
Benadryl: the hat man
It makes no sense.