Another day, another 100 Words instead of a ditty about Les Nessman. And let's welcome my new Logitech USB Microphone! It's much clearer! (Yes, I know it's "Threatened by shadows at night and exposed to the light" but I figured that Bob was too messed up to recall the lyrics exactly.)
Bob dropped his bong and looked up at the swirling green skies."Radical," he whispered. "This needs Floyd."
He went back inside, humming "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" while hunting for his iPod.
He found it, went back outside, and scanned his playlist.
"Damn," he shouted. No Pink Floyd. Must have cleared it out.
He went back in to search for the files.
Gone.
He then dug through his CD, but they were too scratched to rip.
Ten bucks and two hours download later, he synced up and went back outside.
The lights were gone, and so was his buzz.
Don't do drugs, kids.