once I got the perfect amount high and ate most of a box of macarons, and ever since then it's been like. well. where do I go from here. I've peaked. how am I ever gonna possibly beat that

like if I ever have children somehow, one day I will be looking at my firstborn child, reflecting on the miracle of life, and in the back of my head a voice will still be going 'I mean I guess this is pretty cool, but remember that one time, with the macarons? that whipped so much ass.'

this just goes to show that you should never lose hope for the future, because in the intervening years I have discovered the revolutionary technique of "get high, get one of DQ's 'here's one of every chocolate thing we have' Blizzards, and eat it while watching Game Changer". precision method for experiencing 90% of the total range of human sensation and emotion within 45 minutes.