Larium - The Stuff of Dreams

I took Larium when I went to Manaus, Brazil two years ago. The problem was not that it made me psychotic. The problem was that it didn't make me psychotic enough. I went to see my doctor and he was eating the live entrails of a badger when I arrived in my pumpkin drawn by six white horses. I told him that the hallucinations were only mild - I wanted the real deal or nothing. He said that we seldom see the man behind the curtain, and then he vanished in a puff of orange juice, which is supposed to be good for you. I'm not trying it, you try it. I know, let's get Mikey! Well, let me tell you, Larium made me the man I am today. A real Lizard King, let me say that. Not the cold-blooded part, but the big and scaly part. Or something like that. When Anita Bryant arrived, dancing the gavotte with Patty Duke and Trish Nixon, I knew it was time to fold my tent and move on.