Liri carefully tiptoed into the party. "Far Out!" she murmured in amazment.
There were all sorts of Barrow Downers, in various states of consciousness, strewn about like flotsam and jetsam. Liri knew she had given up the Gaffer's mushrooms several years ago, but wondered if perhaps this was some sort of flashback.
There's even a pot..er..Panhead over there! she gasped. Liri felt a strong desire to meditate, so she grabbed some chairs and set up her incense burners, and spread some tapestries. (the dogs playing poker, her favorites!) After a few minutes of patchouli inhalation, Liri was able to 'center' and focus. "They've got to do something about that hole in the roof!" she thought.
[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Liriodendron ]
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