“Pupils dilated. Stoned”
Did he have that cotton mouth whistle thing going on as well?
Quest Diagnostics would have a field day with the venom from the imposters veins.
“Did he have that cotton mouth whistle thing going on as well?”
No whistle, no tongue-clicking, no ping-pong head turning.
But that wandering left eye looked like it was about to roll back into his skull.