I've been doing the Fonda workout: the Peter Fonda workout. That's where I wake up, take a hit of acid, smoke a joint, and go to my sister's house and ask her for money.
Well, the illustrious Mr. Fix came to our fair city recently, to partake of our fine bouquet of debauchery... debauchery I unfortunately refrained from for the most part, due to the constraints of work and visiting family members. The whole crew got to spend some time with him and Lizzy, partake of the spirits, and we even got to take in the sights and sounds of the most holy of holy's, The Bag O' D.
