#The fear and loathing in las vegas full#

To relax, as it were, in the womb of the desert sun.

Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only real cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas.

The Seizure of $300 from a Pig Woman In Beverly Hills

The car suddenly veered off the road and we came to a sliding halt in the gravel.

The poor bastard will see them soon enough.

No point mentioning those bats, I thought.

How long before one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug-collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.

#The fear and loathing in las vegas full#

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. The trunk of the car looked like a mobile police narcotics lab. The sporting editors had also given me $300 in cash, most of which was already spent on extremely dangerous drugs.And a voice was screaming: 'Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?' I remember saying something like 'I feel a bit lightheaded maybe you should drive.' And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.'He who makes a beast of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man.' - Dr. Farewell to Vegas.'God's Mercy on You Swine!'

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