What's in this stuff, man...

[railenthe]

The fact that I dreamt that I went to a roller disco club with Vincent Price and a militarily dressed David Bowie after an attempted Sasquatch hunt turned up nothing more than an abandoned military satellite in the woods and my biggest question during the whole thing was "Regular or roller blades? 'cuz I suck at roller blades..."

...SERIOUSLY has me second-guessing the nature of the bug chemical I put down.

And Bowie rolled out of that wardrobe in a SPANGLY version of his uniform no less.

Seriously, the hell is this chemical?