A peaceful, magical place that one can only travel to through the use of hallucinatory drugs.
So last night, Miles and I split a half ounce of psilocybin mushrooms, and in less than an hour, we were chillin on Gulla Gulla island.
One who is a boyscout, but prevents his friends from knowing so, for fear of rejection.
"Man, did you hear jack is a secret boyscout?"
"Well we can't hang out with him ever again."