Well, if you are talking about too many drugs, enough to stay on a permanent high.....would've been when I was a bit younger.....there were times that I easily shared his frame of mind. Happy everything.......mind in a permanent state of bliss....the problem is, I must not have taken enough acid (and I'm guessing mushrooms were Bob's drug of choice) to make that a constant.....I always came down from it eventually. Bob could give some pointers on how to make that permanent....
The LAST time I bonded with Bob, was the other day, when you couldn't stop that damn laughing telling me the stories of how he is the ultimate therapy.....I think I agree with you. Just watch him for a few minutes, and all your worries and cares are gone.....perfect harmony with nature, your mind....everything and nothing.
Why don't you go pop a tape of him in? I think you have some recorded somewhere...........
Now.....if you don't, I'll bring myself over.....I'll give you a permanent bliss that Bob or no one else could ever give you....I don't think Bob would have a clue how to to please you the way you need?.....think he could give that a*ss the marks that would make you in YOUR state of bliss? Think he could please that sweet treasure, make it drip like I do? Think he could whisper those words that can make you melt? Only I can do that, and you damn well know it. He could never be one to listen to your heart, know your feelings....understand your soul......only I can do that. Bob wouldn't have a clue. His happy little mind couldn't cope with such a royal pain in the a*ss. He couldn't handle you. For someone to give you all you need, he has to be a real man, that knows what you need. And knows how to please you.....all aspects of you. From your body, to your mind, to your soul. All of you, completely.