10 grams is a lot. I wouldn’t want to do that. Shrooms are fun tho.
One of my friends claimed he ate a half oz (14 grams). I never fully believed that, but he freaked out and called poison control...that part of the story is true. They basically told him to fuck off and ride it out.
10 grams is a lot. I wouldn’t want to do that. Shrooms are fun tho.
One of my friends claimed he ate a half oz (14 grams). I never fully believed that, but he freaked out and called poison control...that part of the story is true. They basically told him to fuck off and ride it out.
World renowned mycologist Paul Stamets claims to have ingested 20 or so grams on his very first trip and rode out a lightening storm at the top of a tree. Unexpectedly cured himself of a life-long stutter.
10 grams is a lot. I wouldn’t want to do that. Shrooms are fun tho.
One of my friends claimed he ate a half oz (14 grams). I never fully believed that, but he freaked out and called poison control...that part of the story is true. They basically told him to fuck off and ride it out.
I did them a random day in college and they were on a table My friend’s dog ate them and was freaking out. A neighbor ended up driving the dog to the vet. Good times.
10 grams is a lot. I wouldn’t want to do that. Shrooms are fun tho.
One of my friends claimed he ate a half oz (14 grams). I never fully believed that, but he freaked out and called poison control...that part of the story is true. They basically told him to fuck off and ride it out.
World renowned mycologist Paul Stamets claims to have ingested 20 or so grams on his very first trip and rode out a lightening storm at the top of a tree. Unexpectedly cured himself of a life-long stutter.
One of my favorite things was to try remembering the dumb things that fascinated me and deep thoughts I had during my trip and laugh at myself about it. I never thought I was anything more than a happy kid taking drugs and acting like a weirdo with no chance of repercussion.
Because of my job, I'm often awake at the kind of times when @DerekJohnson is posting. One such time, I'm wasting my life watching Adult Swim or something, and my living room fills up with flashing blue and red lights. A whole bunch of cops and ambulances and whatnot were gathered just through the trees in front of my house. The next day, I was walking down the road in that direction and past one of those little improvised shrines to dead drivers or pedestrians. Appears he was going about twice the speed limit, swerved to miss a deer (speeding on my road is a death wish with all of the deer about), and torpedoed a power pole. There was something written on that little shrine that caught my interest, so I made a note of it and googled when I got home. It was that day when I learned about Juggalos and Insane Clown Posse. Apparently this guy was part of some Vancouver BC Juggalo gang or something.
Talk about a sad rabbit hole that research took me down...
One of my college roomies decided he wanted to try shrooms. Our school had a festival every spring, and we had 15 or so friends/hangers-on staying at our place, and all were tripping, with the exception of me and the other roomie. Shroomie went to our neighbor (the dealer), bought a "bag", and took 'em.
After about an hour, he gets up and leaves...comes back in 5, "Where did you go?"..."Nothing was happening, so I got another bag". This was about noon, and, of course, 5 minutes after taking the second one, the first one kicked in...he shuffled around, well into the night, in a bathrobe and flip flops, completely fried. We found him in the morning laying in some shrubbery...he retired about 5 years ago, as a Colonel in the Air Force...CSB
PS...The other roomie had a Trans AM, and loved to drive it fast. Every time he got a speeding ticket, he would head home (West side), go out on his parent's land, pick shrooms and bring them back to sell for the $$...he never took them, neither did I...
Because of my job, I'm often awake at the kind of times when @DerekJohnson is posting. One such time, I'm wasting my life watching Adult Swim or something, and my living room fills up with flashing blue and red lights. A whole bunch of cops and ambulances and whatnot were gathered just through the trees in front of my house. The next day, I was walking down the road in that direction and past one of those little improvised shrines to dead drivers or pedestrians. Appears he was going about twice the speed limit, swerved to miss a deer (speeding on my road is a death wish with all of the deer about), and torpedoed a power pole. There was something written on that little shrine that caught my interest, so I made a note of it and googled when I got home. It was that day when I learned about Juggalos and Insane Clown Posse. Apparently this guy was part of some Vancouver BC Juggalo gang or something.
Talk about a sad rabbit hole that research took me down...
Because of my job, I'm often awake at the kind of times when @DerekJohnson is posting. One such time, I'm wasting my life watching Adult Swim or something, and my living room fills up with flashing blue and red lights. A whole bunch of cops and ambulances and whatnot were gathered just through the trees in front of my house. The next day, I was walking down the road in that direction and past one of those little improvised shrines to dead drivers or pedestrians. Appears he was going about twice the speed limit, swerved to miss a deer (speeding on my road is a death wish with all of the deer about), and torpedoed a power pole. There was something written on that little shrine that caught my interest, so I made a note of it and googled when I got home. It was that day when I learned about Juggalos and Insane Clown Posse. Apparently this guy was part of some Vancouver BC Juggalo gang or something.
Talk about a sad rabbit hole that research took me down...
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Talk about a sad rabbit hole that research took me down...
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After about an hour, he gets up and leaves...comes back in 5, "Where did you go?"..."Nothing was happening, so I got another bag". This was about noon, and, of course, 5 minutes after taking the second one, the first one kicked in...he shuffled around, well into the night, in a bathrobe and flip flops, completely fried. We found him in the morning laying in some shrubbery...he retired about 5 years ago, as a Colonel in the Air Force...CSB
PS...The other roomie had a Trans AM, and loved to drive it fast. Every time he got a speeding ticket, he would head home (West side), go out on his parent's land, pick shrooms and bring them back to sell for the $$...he never took them, neither did I...