We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Andy Dingley
saying something like:

Silly boy; never throw anything that's even vaguely tool-shaped away.

I need to throw away lots of tools and tool-shaped lumps - otherwise
I've no room for shiny new ones!

Mmmm... shiny new toys...
Therein lies the exception, of course.