The K thread is doing well so let's bump this one too!
Myself and Cletus were out in town last night. We had two thirds of a tab over the course of the night, which spiced things up nicely. When it came to chucking out time we decided to have a wee mission.
Back to my house, where we dropped another tab each, and I put some more clothes on and filled a rucksack with beer, wotsits and tangfastics. We walked up to his house so he could get changed and we also collected THE DOGS! Then we walked about 3 miles round the coast to the beach I posted a photo of recently. During this walk we saw the sunrise over the sea, and it was unbelievably gorgeous and warm and peaceful! %)
So we got to the beach. The dogs were going mental in the sea and having a great old time, getting soaked, digging holes in the sand, eating wotsits, and generally causing the two of us to piss ourselves laughing. Tears were running down my face and my stomach was killing me, but in a good way of course. :D
We must have stayed on the beach for about 3 hours. Just laughing like fuck at the dogs and everything else, talking shit, watching the shapeshifting scenery, and luxuriating in the warm morning sun.
It's difficult to sum up about 8 hours of brilliant madness in a wee post, but I think you get the idea. It was one of the best drug experiences I've ever had, and I'll never forget it.
P.S. This was the first time Cletus took acid since about 10 years ago. :D
EDIT: I just remembered about the SEALS!!! They were awesome, watching us from the sea and waving their flippers about. They were called Fred and Nigel, I think.