Some have asked for this text so here it is. It is a re-phrasing of the opening to Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Enjoy!
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers and laughers. And as Jerry packed the first bowl and handed it to me I drew in a cloud of marijuana smoke held it deep, looked him in the eyes and exhaled the command: "let's ship some fucking software"