I got it through unprotected intellectual intercourse with QHCF members.
I got it from a dirty toilet.
I got it from sharing needles with Krilcov under that bridge in Prague. You know, the one right next to the concert hall with the fucked-up archway that has all those weird ivy tendrils hanging from it, I just stared at that ivy, and I felt a warm presence in my groin, rapidly expanding and cooling in the crisp winter night. The black tar the kov was rolling with that night had made me go tinkle.
I got it from Laura Bush.
I got it from a mason jar Zulgh gave me to drink OJ from. I saw a bunch of crap in the bottom and I was like, "Hey, man, is this clean?" and he was all like "Umm yeah man, don't worry so much" and then I shat myself rotten for days and had weird hallucinations, just pounding entire family-size bags of Fritos to try and replace the lost sodium, and I swear he was laughing for a week because of that shit.
I got it from a cosmic eruption in the energy bundles that comprise our physical form, spiraling into infinite rippling waves of intensifying power.
I got it... because you get it.