Highway To The Nebula

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So, there was a night this past week in which I got really drunk in the early morning and blasted Danger Zone and Pepper, back to back, for an hour while jumping around my apartment.  I was doing scissor-kicks off the couch.  I kept bursting through my front door and onto my porch, standing defiantly against the cold night wind with my fists on my hips, all by my self, in nothing but my undies and a pair of shades.  I did this, like, a bunch of times.  Since then, I've been sporting a mustache.