"He who daks a dak of himdak gets dak of the dak of daking a dak."
-Dr. Johnson
We were somewhere around Tupelo on the edge of the Triangle when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded, brah; maybe you should totes take the wheel…" And suddenly there was a terrible howl all around us and the hills were full of what looked like huge wolves, all running and yelping and diving around this badass Range Rover my old man gave me for graduation.