Oh, just some random crap that came spewing out of me. Not literally though.

I don't know if you'll be able to read this, but squint hard, because it's hilarious! Everybody in Amsterdam is trying to make everyone happy, and I don't like it. My drugs menu is going to say things like "Will make you want to kill yourself", or "This one will cause you to wake up in a gutter with skanky American frat boys vomiting on you whilst rogering you from behind" (Yes, I saw rules of attraction last night, and it certainly portrays American frat boys, and their vomitory habits in such a nice, wholesome, light.)
But actually, it won't say anything of the sort, because my 'drugs' will just be, like, talcum powder mixed with i dunno, drum wheat semolina, or bakers flour, which has a slightly coarser texture, or wholemeal flour, which takes less time to rise. Yeah, dammit, see what having a breadmaker does to you?? I know far too much about flour and it's just pissing me off.
Anyway, so, people will pay me all this money for drugs that are not really drugs, and then I'll take that money and buy some shoes and make my dwarves stomp around in them, but not too hard, because then they'll ruin them.