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-So I'm rappelling down Mount Vesuvius when suddenly I slip, and I start to fall. Just falling. I'll never forget the terror. When suddenly I realize "Holy shit, Hansel, haven't you been smoking peyote for six straight days, and couldn't some of this maybe be in your head?"
-And?
-It totally was. I've never even been to Mount Vesuvius.
I've watched that movie way too many times throughout HS.
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