One time I was getting high with my friend Seth. He lived in a place where smoking wasn’t allowed, so we’d go walk around to smoke.

I just wanted to come back, because I just wanted to exist in his cave.

But Seth liked to prolong my suffering by suggesting we go places.

So one day he starts singing “I’m gonna take it … to the limit … one more ti-i-i-ime!”

Just those lyrics, you know from that one song. And he just kept singing it louder and louder.

Seth was a trip man.