Puppet, energy, inconsiderate bitch, happiness is...such groovy depressed dark songs. But groovy. We had slept at the back of a van of one of hubby's acauintance and decided to hop in on his ride MTL-Toronto about two hours before he left. We had no responsibility that week end and no dogs at the time. I was 19 or 20 and hubby was 29 or 30. We hitchiked back.