Don't even get me started about how Pencil Head had her off in the weeds about 40' in front of Mr Beagle's '71 Chevelle.
Pitch black night,..me and Mr Beagle sharin' a joint while sittin' on the hood of his car,...Pencil and Big Donna up there somewhere doin' their thing.
Alla sudden,...for reasons that I can't fathom 35+ years later, Mr Beagle,..in a particularly stoned state of mind, suddenly declared, "I gotta see this".
With that, he walked around,...reached in the open window on the driver's side, and pulled the knob which kicked on the headlights.
I suppose the fact that one of 'em was called "Big Donna" and the other was commonly referred to as "Pencil Head", should be descriptive enough,...so I won't go into further visualizations,...but suffice it to say that the sight was enough to make my THC sodden self roll off the hood of the car and wad up in the fetal position while gasping for breath in between uncontrollable bouts of spitting, hacking laughter.
