Alas, I must
my associates. An earlier archaic and authentic definition of "gorilla biscuits", along with fender benders
and ape wafers
, referred to any of the brightly colored palette of barbiturates; reds, blues, and yellows,* readily available in the sixties (1967, not some fucking 1987 Grateful
Dead concert). It slipped official notice that
these drugs caused more mayhem and death than
the Vietnam War (except, of course, for the Vietnamese).
Anyhow, I remember being struck at the time by the witty repartee in the example below, overheard in some dingy quasi-hip
tenement decades before the band was named and some poseur managed to confuse
up and down.
*Optional Text - Weird Ramblings: Now that
I think of it, these are the very
colors of the Wonder Bread
Balloons... Coincidence? That
's what they want you to believe! What? Never heard of Wonder Bread
I'm getting so fucking old, and that
's why Nembutal is enjoying a new popularity among my peer group, that
little ace in the hole you want to keep within easy reach when
the time comes
for the compassionate healthcare providers to put you on life support
and torture your ass for five or ten years until your estate is exhausted. No thanks, sonny; pass the goof-balls
and a pint of Ballerina
Joe: "Hey, whatchu doin' tonight?"
Moe: "I'm gonna eat gorilla biscuits
and drink Old English and go star gazing."
That is to say, he would take a couple of Tuinal and wash it down with
malt liquor until he collapsed on some citizen's lawn staring up into the hazy
Long Beach sky, hopefully
not drowning in his own puke as became customary among some of our idols. Oh well, to each his own.