Then he got addicted and got a chemical imbalance, which accounts for the terrible (but still interesting) hairdo and the somewhat quizzical look on his face. His friends decided his hair was cooler than the red-and-green psychidelic trip it had been in, but the bugged-out eyes were just too weird. After this, he went and beat himself over the head with the kitchen cabinet shelf until he fractured his skull and passed out.

After coming to, he got up and barfed in a toilet for a really long time. Then he felt just a little bit better, so he shot himself up and went for a ride in his snazzy '93 red Mazda. He ran a red on a busy intersection and a huge cement truck crashed into the side of him and smashed up the right side of his car.

The loss of his car and his friends devastated him so terribly that he felt there was nothing left for him in the world. He had no money for a tongue or nose piercing, so he just mentally decided he was gay and went around walking into walls. During this period, he was constantly higher than heaven and walked off a cliff to his doom.