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Everybody admit it...

zipman68

the speed force!

...we love da Juiceman! Even ol' Dracman -- he luvs da Juice da mostest. Doncha Drac-dude?

We have just been treated to some fine Juicey literature -- some of it even on topic. Some of it EVen.had.PROPPER.puctuation. An artist evolves... Dare I say that I was touched? Then I thought about the hot stripper who touched me and I was doubly touched.

But let's not be dissin' da Drac-man too much. I mean... It is easy to criticize. But we know he means well. He jes' don't wanna see us get hurt when we get all drunk on Tequila and jump onstage and remove our cloths and scream "MUJERES...MUJERES". He prolly got his ass kicked by the bouncer doin' dat shizzle. But Drac-dude, not everybody can do dat shit. When Juice does it the bouncers don't kick his AZZ -- no, they give him a bucket of KFC and tell the hottest stripper in da place ta suck his fuckin' cock while he eats da K-F-FUCKIN-C.

So my advice to Drac-a-roo is to score a shitload o' weed from some homeless Rasta dude and bake it into a meat loaf. Then get some sweet potato fries and drown 'em in cough syrup. Finally, dissolve about 200 ug of acid in some fine wine, say a nice Nero d'Avola. Eat the meat loaf an' fries -- making sure you get all dat cough syrup in yo' system. Wash it down with da LSD-vino. You will be jes' 'bout ready to channel da Juiceman!

Mind you, you probably won't successfully pull off a full on jump on stage nude and get fried chicken BBBJCIM. You are only channeling da Juice for da first time. But I betcha doin' dat shizzle will get you a free orgy in the champaign room that would make Caligula blush.

Try that and tell us how it went for you. I betcha you'll have a vision and become a disciple o' all dat be HOLY.