[FONT="]“In 1977 you gave an interview to High Times [the cannabis user’s journal of record] where you claimed you defecated in your clothes to avoid the draft.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“I never shit my pants to get out of the draft,” says Nugent, good-naturedly.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You also told them you took crystal meth before the medical — as a result of which, and I quote: ‘I got this big juicy 4F.'”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Unbelievable. Meth,” he replies, in a tone of deep sarcasm. “Yes, that’s my drug of choice. You’ve got to realise that these interviewers would arrive with glazed eyes and I would make stories up. I never did crystal meth. And I never pooped my pants.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“But you did dodge the draft.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“I had a 1Y [student deferment]. I enrolled at Oakland Community College.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You said then that you wanted ‘to teach the stupid bastards in the military a lesson’. I’d have thought you’d have loved the army. Guns. Travel. Danger.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Back then, I didn’t even understand what World War II was.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“So basically,” — I admit that I have, unaccountably, started to speak Nugent — “you didn’t want to get your Michigan ass blown off in Vietnam.”[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Correct. I did not want to get my ass blown off in Vietnam.”[/FONT]