Don’t worry! We’ll call that fancy rehab place in the morning and you’ll be back to feeling like your old self in no time. Just be quiet now and rest and let me take care of everything.
While you’re getting clean I’ll fix up the old El Camino and we’ll drive on down to Belize when you get out. Then we’ll camp in huts on the beach and take those gel caps I’ve been saving, lay in the sun until our faces melt off, and then merge into the cosmic… no? Of course you’ll still be able to do psychedelics baby, those aren’t drugs. They’re just windows into the roaring heart of reality.
I love you too biscuit lips, now don’t worry, we’ll get through this.