Once I got high before my friends arrived in the alley they all smoke cigs in after school, so I was zoning out and they didn't even know until there were only two left. So I saw all the doiley things for the first time, and made many theories about what they were.

"The air...is a giant monster. The doilies are its blood veins!"
"they're flying down from the sky and circling my head to attack me."



"james, are you high?"-her
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"-me