"The answers to your questions are elemen-tary.
First and foremost, as I just mentioned, Australia is in fact a continent.
And furthermore, not even those at the vanguard of structural engineering
could conceive of a bridge long enough to connect Australia and mainland
They were both silent for 2.8 seconds before Fair
spoke again. "Hey, I've never driven to Nogales. How close are we?
Are we pretty much almost there?"
As he said this, the car passed a green state highway
sign that said Now leaving Phoenix.
Schlitz said, "Nah, we have a little ways to go
yet. About 185 miles."
Fair was chewing hard with his numb lower jaw.
"Man, this shit wakes you right the fuck up, doesn't it. What did
he call it again?"
"He called it a 'blend,' but The Doctor calls everything
a 'blend.' My guess is that the blend
we partook of and will be skipping along on for many hours
to come is a cocktail comprised of primarily amphetamines and narcotics,
including of course the white bitch and possibly also the trashy
ho bitch. Beyond that, the only other ingredient I'm sure of is
"The white bitch being cocaine?"
"That's right. Fuckin' blowski."
"And the trashy ho bitch being -- what, crystal
"Yeah, uh-huh," nodding his head for emphasis.
"So two powerful stimulants compounding each other.
Interesting. I think I can hear my own heart beating. It feels like
it's trying to break out of my ribcage. Fuck."
"Any time you do methamphetamines or stimulants
you're causing some amount of trauma to your heart, and sure as shit
yours is getting a hard workout right now."