Back when I was in high school a "friend" of mine sold me 5 hits of "real" lsd. I ate 2 hits and nothing happened for an hour. Then I ate another one. About an hour after this I started feeling only light effects, and so I assumed my friend had ripped me off and licked the tabs clean before selling them to me. I ate the final two tabs.
So, in reality I ate 5 tabs of DOB. I was tripping HARD for about 30 hours. I vomited and was taken to the hospital where I became paranoid of the doctor. Anyways, after I began to believe that I wasn't going to die after all, and was taken home, DOB was actually pretty enjoyable. The visuals, oh my... the flowers on my mom's curtains were coming right off of the curtain and dancing out onto the floor. The mahogany table was bleeding the richest colors, sometimes I get sad that I'll never see those colors on that particular table ever again. Patterns were sort of blinking in and out of themselves... hard to describe. During the peak, all patterns ceased and there was more of a vortex thing going on. The time distortion was IMPRESSIVE; lots of multidirectional motion around me quick quick quick, then just as if a VCR had been pressed "play", the motion resumed normal speed, or slowed down and went backwards.
The body load on DOB was not the greatest... I remember distinctly feeling ODD, physically. Smoking a cigarette also made me sick.
I don't really ever feel like doing DOB ever again, impressive though it was. It ain't good for the body or mind, IMO.