Raoul Duke - completely irrational

It was 2am when the thought hit me. Gather drugs, alcohol, some Hawaiian shirts & head straight down I-95 South until it stopped. It was to become an 11 day journey into extreme weirdness & raw disgusting humanity.
The first night headed out of the gates of hell I became tired from a mixture of exhaustion, over-use of alcohol, adderral & sex earlier in the day. I stopped at the very first motel that cost under $30 somewhere in the middle of bum fuck South Carolina. Paid the man of Indian decent my meager fee of $27.00 plus a dollar for 2 cokes. I cracked open a few cokes & mixed in a heavy dose of jack daniels. I dropped a couple of tranquilizers under my tongue. A deep coma ensued.

The rest of this story might very well one day become a book, so I’ll wait a bit to finish it. All in good time my friends, all in good time.

Until then,

Keep it weird,

Raoul Duke