pimp your ride

Kesey gave the word and the Pranksters set upon it one afternoon. They started painting it and wiring it for sound and cutting a hole in the roof and fixing up the top of the bus so you could sit up there in the open air and play music

The painting job, meanwhile, with everybody pitching in in a frenzy of primary colors, yellows, oranges, blues, reds, was sloppy as hell, except for the parts Roy Seburn did, which were nice manic mandalas. Well it was sloppy, but one thing you had to say for it; it was freaking lurid. The manifest, the destination sign in the front, read: ‘Furthur,’ with two u’s.

– Tom Wolfe, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test

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