"So I'm repelling down Mount Vesuvius when suddenly I slip and I start to fall. I mean, I'm about to die.
Just falling... Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!... I'll never forget the terror.
When suddenly I remember, "Holy shit. Ricky... haven't you been smoking peyote for six straight days? And couldn't some of this, maybe, be in your mind??"
It was. I was totally fine. I've never even been to Mount Vesuvius!!"
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