
Eric just ate an entire pack of cigarettes laced with LSD. The police think my neighbor Kurt threw them into our yard when they stopped by to talk to him, but I wouldn’t be so sure because Eric left for a few hours earlier in the day. We put Eric in the bathtub and now he’s just lying on his side, but he’s running like crazy even though he’s not going anywhere. I called Eric a junkie and my stepdad got mad and said it wasn’t his fault. Way to enable him.