Back in the 1960’s and 70’s….

Of course, we did that all the time, did we not?

Come into my bed. Lay with me.

Tonight, party all night.

Maybe tomorrow, thumb to Maine.

What the hell’s in Maine?

Black flies and shit. Want a toke? This is good stuff.

Ooh, baby. Maine can wait. I want this to last.

What about, um, that midterm tomorrow?

Fuck it.

No, really. We should at least memorize a few things, eh?

Come to bed with me.

What happens if we mix these pills with booze?

Um, I dunno. Jeez, what a head rush I just got.

Lemme have some.

It’s late.

Good. Fuck me.