Cab Calloway, Reefer Man
Groovy, it’s Tuesday. That means we can slip a little bit of opium into our morning cuppa, sprinkle a little bit of weed into our morning cigarette, dab a little bit of speed into our morning cocaine, add just a little bit of acid to our morning heroin, force a massive lump of Jazz into our ears, and glug back a morning can of magic mushrooms and Crucial Brew. Sweet Jazz music. Sweet sweet Jazz. It’s going to be a weird day.
