Gail and Ian Dancing at the Wedding of David Lee Beowulf, April 2002

Ian’s Dream, as Told to Gail

We had rented some hotel room in Melbourne as a party pad. I was
there with a bunch of friends, we were smoking something special in a weird way — putting it on the stem of these miniature palm fronds.
This guy kept leaving the door open for some reason.
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