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2 years agoI started huffing glue with my friend Rick Reeves (keanus dad actually) in '92, next thing I know it’s '97 and we’re speeding down route 66 in high as kites on a mixture of paint thinners, ludes and xanax, and I just think to myself “this ain’t no life”. Right then and there I told rick to stop the car, in the middle of the desert, to let me out.
I walked through the desert for about 40 weeks really finding myself, learning who I was. Feeding off of slow snakes, roadkill and cactus water. It really sobered me up and I’ve been clean for 26 years.
Haven’t seen the show yet, but this seems like an intro I would never skip because I’d always find kew details with every watch