You know you want it

I got an e-mail today with the subject line: Vicodin: you know you want it.

And I thought, brother, you don't know the half of it.


Rerun of The Velvet Blog's first entry, from June 14, 2004, part of our Seventh Anniversary Blogstravaganza. Times were simpler then. Gas was 25 cents a gallon. An ice cream sundae--with extra sprinkles!--would set you back a nickel. And I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time.

But, seriously, do you have any Vicodin?