More crazed drug action and wild line work, and the Peach’s continuing reaction to Udo’s Fueherisch gobbledygook.
Today it would be me wondering if I’d let this scene go on too long, or asking myself why I wasn’t dealing with more important stuff. It shoulda been fun.
Right now I’m having fun getting these books all out to the public again and laughing my ass of watching the old publishing world — the one that made fun of us — crying in its beer. Oh, please, don’t ask me what kind; beer is beer.
