I miss the good ole days when the popular drugs were grown under a light.
....and does anyone really eat food on acid????? I can only remember naming the colors in the sunset... oh yeah--- and shooting down cling-ons in my 1965 Pontiac.
best trip ever was sitting around tripping as the steam heat came on in our 12 room house and all the registers started their own little tunes. shit that was cool, purple haze rules.
One hot summer night in the early 80's, I was putzing around with my souped up Camaro Z 28's nitrous injection system when I decided to fill a trash bag with nitrous and put it on my head....oh wah wah wah that was intense! I shrunk down to this miniature person, saw a cheerio on the floor, put it on like a floatation device and flew through the house, then the wall and on down the street, then came to with my dog licking my face and my roommate's laughing at me.
Then there was the pan of refer brownies a friend gave me saying "they don't get you high man, so take em home with ya" I ate one...nothing, ate two...nothing, ate three...half hour later I saw little men with flaming purple hair running around in the yard, next thing I know it was two days later, couldn't find my two dogs and the brownie pan was empty. Finally found the dogs under the bed all wild eyed and not coming out, then I knew where the brownies went!
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