i have a theory.
how many children of the 80’s have memories of being gassed with nitrous oxide by that fucker, the dentist.
and maybe he even gave you one of these:
yeah, there’s my girl. that red one right there.
so to recap, a doctor gets you high, distracts you with random, fantastical images as he inflicts great pain and terror on you. and this was a condoned societal ritual.
it’s like they begged for a generation of stoners.