déCollage was walking down the street to see Michelle Jupiter’s vintage shop, Space Dust. Adrian saw a gorgeously yummy looking bush and broke a piece off and licked it (with his tongue). Reed watched in jealousy and nibbed off a piece of it to munch on. It had beautiful milky white puss dripping out of its bulbs. It didn’t taste as good as you would think - *but not bad either*. Then their tongues started burning hot hot, shortly after and they got mega scared. Once they reached Space Dust, they promptly called poison control. The Minister of Poison said, “Hey kids, where are your parents?” To which they replied, “We don’t have them with us… we’re grown ups”. “You’re probably gonna be alright, but you should consider going to the hospital,” spouted the Minister of Poison. After much debate, they decided to skip the hospital and ended up playing the show at the Silverlake Lounge with Future Eyes Crystal Choir. Their tongues burned all night, as did their hearts. Amen.