Spunion

"Mother fuck you, spunion! Old crackhead bitch! ” He lowered a fist down on the dog's spine and the thing trundled off.

I forget her name, but I'm not surprised the spunion lost her dog. Last time I seen her she looked like she was going to suck some for nitrous.

Then the spunion showed up. He was sweating profusely.

The Spunion: This is the broken wookie. Like Keller said, “there’s a tweaker by the speaker.” It’s not entirely his fault. He just tried to reach for the stars…too much, too soon. And he probably didn’t have a capable doctor to help him augment his prescription. It might just be time for a Jedi mind flip. One certainly doesn’t have to be a wook to be a tweaker. Even the guy who owns his own pressure washing company can eat too many mushrooms and end up in his tent like a little lost kitten. It’s some weird business to get so spun that you get lost in your own forest, but strange things do happen to good people. If it’s your first time at a location and you’re planning on rolling the dice, you can expect to wander around some place like Infinity Downs at five in the morning looking for high field camping. Welcome to the forgotten dance of the dablatures. That’s why God invented Spirit Aid.