As the Legend Goes, So Goes the Neighborhood br br It was another dark and stormy night br and my wet trousers had been tugging at my balls br like two straps of drying rawhide around the neck of an illegal. br I was miserable in my body and my multiple personalities br had taken on the hallucinations of the one called Timothy Leary br and it wasn’t even Midnight yet… br br 2010 © T.S.