clue: all teh hammerdz

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

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what

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I'M RIGHT BEHIND YOU, BROTHER!

LET'S GET THIS FUCKING PARTY STARTED

I TOO SHALL THROW MY HAMMER

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It's Finally Happendz!!!

You Go bro!

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duuuuuuuuuuuuude...... what happened....

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lawl. I could only imagine the cumulative prison sentence that would be handed down if we were to all actually drink together.

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Don't worry! I'm a lawyer! I'll get us outta here!

But first... let's go drink an' stuff!

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but i dont drink

i think we would be fine my sober arse would keep your drunk arses in line

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TOO LATE!

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god damit

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Our story begins in high court, as the trial of the decade is about to start. Six defendants are ushered into the coutroom, their eyes still heavy with 'hangover circles'.

The trial begins...













And outside the coutroom, gossip rags are selling by the bushelfull.


"EXTRA, EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT!"

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How will you plead?
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Get a court-appointed attorney?
Defend self?
Or plead guilty?
or... let Yom defend y'all?

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oh yeah i have been meaning to give lcs a try

that said why did i do all that i was sober

also holy shit thats a lot of murder purple

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Lol, I saw that movie, you'd be swerving all over the road too if you could see the bats.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like:

Raoul Duke: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming:

Raoul Duke: Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?

[swatting the air]

Raoul Duke: Huh! Huh! Huh! Fucking pigs.

Dr. Gonzo: Did you say something?

Raoul Duke: Hm? Never mind. It's your turn to drive.

Raoul Duke: [narrating] No point in mentioning these bats, I thought. Poor bastard will see them soon enough.

When your lawyer tells you to stock up on weed, LSD, heroine and ether and hit the road you don't argue.

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

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Yomuchan's trial begins. Yomuchan elects to defend himself!



The jury debates...

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