So I was sitting there at a bar on planet earth, watching some freeking amazing keyboard player do his thing, and this woman approaches me. And she’s wasted. She didn’t smell like booze, but it was immediately obvious what bronco she’d been riding.

“Hey,” she says, “do you guys know where I can get any blow?”

An army of responses marched from my head to my mouth…

• Sorry, ma’am, but the eighties are over.
• Um, no, we’ve seen Behind The Music, haven’t you?
• East Nashville. (Probably not the kind of “blow” she was looking for, though.)
• We actually hid some in the bushes outside. If you can find it, it’s yours!

Fortunately, the soldier that actually made it to the front line was “sorry, we don’t party like that. I haven’t even had a bag of weed in months.” (Translation: We’re not that stupid, but we’re also not so uptight as to call the cops or anything.)

Yeah. Coke belongs in pharmaceuticals or in a big pile on a desk in front of Al Pacino, but otherwise it’s pretty much a loser drug. If we learned anything from the 1980’s (jeez, have you seen CATS? Billy Joel’s garage? The Osbournes?), it’s that coke is just not worth the trouble.

Of course, if you’re jonesing for the right kind of buzz, try Beer & Coffee.

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