On Hoopy Froodism.

The terran version of the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster lives up to its name. I woke up this morning after having two of them the previous night, and I truly felt like I had been hit in the head with a lemon wrapped around a large gold brick.

Oddly enough, I knew exactly where my towel was when I went for a shower. I'm sure it was a coincidence. Or was it?