Remember that one time?

When you lived in north Torrance as a teenager and that one day you and your friend ditched school and went to Bono's pizza who sold LSD out of their pizza dough refrigerators? And you dropped that shit and went back home and put on that Led Zeppelin loud and was hitting that two foot bong? And then your dad who was not living with the family at the time walked in? And your friends ran out like they had seen a ghost? And the walls were moving and rainbow colors were waving between you and your dad's face? And Dad said, "What the fuck is your problem?" And I'm straight up tripping at this point and I started laughing...which apparently enraged him...him coming straight from the bar, ya know...so as I'm sitting on my bed tripping he reared back and punched me and I went flying back against the wall. It took me a minute to realize what happened and I sat back up and started laughing hysterically. Then my dad started crying and asking where did he go wrong. Good times.