I fired up 1 bowl and held it in as long as possible, then took another. Immediately I noticed a pressured feeling in my head, so I dusted another bowl (it was quite difficult, due to gravitational purposes). WoooooooW..... i thought to myself. I passed the piece and next thing I know my friend January turns into a fucking salesperson like from one of those used-car commercials. Shes telling michaels grandma about what I just smoked and simultaneously dashing around the like a cartoon version of what would otherwise be a sheisty ass car salesman.
she fucking jacks the mech-wheel chair and attacked me with it. I couldnt do anything but laugh and attempt to form a retort as my right brain takes over the physical & stomps the breaks. The pressure was absolute and not controllable. anyways, Janny followed me to my car as she had to go get food for grandma, i quickly bounced with the piece and headed to homebase.
Now that i was at home in front my computer (drugnerds yea!!), I proceeded with smoking the rest of the vial. Something wasnt right after that. My monitor peeled off & split into blocks, which leaned towards the right side to the point of blurring. It split into lego-like formations and engulfed my entire vision. You can tell me I'm wrong but the chat-AIM is just a gigantic waste of time. Damn what a trip, my entire house was not of this world but now under control of the forest-kind. Somehow a dropped lighter & pack of cigarettes spent a good twenty years in the lost & found, so I looked for it while being completely baffled by the extreme perspective given to me. Sadly, the trip ends there, but the sages can tell you the rest...
she fucking jacks the mech-wheel chair and attacked me with it. I couldnt do anything but laugh and attempt to form a retort as my right brain takes over the physical & stomps the breaks. The pressure was absolute and not controllable. anyways, Janny followed me to my car as she had to go get food for grandma, i quickly bounced with the piece and headed to homebase.
Now that i was at home in front my computer (drugnerds yea!!), I proceeded with smoking the rest of the vial. Something wasnt right after that. My monitor peeled off & split into blocks, which leaned towards the right side to the point of blurring. It split into lego-like formations and engulfed my entire vision. You can tell me I'm wrong but the chat-AIM is just a gigantic waste of time. Damn what a trip, my entire house was not of this world but now under control of the forest-kind. Somehow a dropped lighter & pack of cigarettes spent a good twenty years in the lost & found, so I looked for it while being completely baffled by the extreme perspective given to me. Sadly, the trip ends there, but the sages can tell you the rest...

