Chicken a la Peyote

Created: Sunday, 01 September 2002 Written by Correspondent
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Chicken Philosophy: WE have the void between our feathers!
It begin in desert. Frank; he ate another and imbibed the Peyote! And to this religious vision came Roger Rodeo. This is how Roger awoke:
It was some time after my last drink that I woke up. I was on my back, on the ground. Felt the rocks poking my skin.
Pasty eyes and wrinkled knackers. A wind skimmed me skin. The sun gone. On the sky was black. Shaky thoughts filled me head. Last thing I remembered was long ago. Felt like my days were long gone.
Was Frank ever there?
The need to tell lies is strong. Frank said that our foundations are built on nothing, and that’s as strong as they gunna get. All the great religious men are fundamentally con men. And to believe is just a lie. Only truth ever dribbles from the third eye...