I Don't Need to Hear This Shit!!!

Back to the trip to North Carolina in the summer of 1982.

Among us was a guy we graduated with named Jerry... Jerry was a strange guy - nice enough - but I think he bit into a few too many bad magic shrooms while in school and it affected his mind now (I think he's a doctor now or something).

Anyway, we were screwing around with him one day and got him to thinking that one of the Dawgs was actually the devil himself. I happened to be listening to some Iron Maiden at the time and then we put 2 and 2 together and realized that one of the guys (AC) had a phone # with the exchange "666".

Well what more do you need than that?!?!?

Next thing we know, Jerry's running into a fucking closet yelling "I don't need to hear this shit!!!". I think he brought some bad acid with him... good thing he didn't look in the damn mirror or his face might have melted!!!