It was a good day for one Lemmy Kilmister, Mötorhead had just released their 22nd record and the man himself had kicked his unhealthy habit of jack and coke, instead replacing it with vodka and orange juice.
"Fuck Coca-Cola." He said with some semblance of happiness as he downed the whole drink at once.
He had already finished his morning hygenic ritual of getting up, scratching his ass, and receiving a blowjob which left only one thing, drugs. He could still feel the kick of the cocaine and speed from last nights gig, so he decided he would just skip to his favorite of them all, acid!
He had only taken one hit before a bright flash occurred, pulling him from his wonderfull WWII memorebilia filled trailer home to an entirely different place.
