Those fucken mushrooms...
When I was younger... I found some magic mushrooms and made a really nice tea out of the stalks. I had this great clean experience all afternoon with very little comedown. Naturally I decided later that night to consume the rest in between two slices of cucumber and a bit of miso spread. Well fuck man, I lost the plot bad... the fucking mosquitoes!!! they were everywhere!! eating me!! .... I couldn't stand it any longer, I had to get out of the broken down kombi, god knows who it belonged to..., I was spinning bad, tried to smoke a cigarette but could not keep it down. With the intense heat from the moon and the mozzis just eating me I had to lay under a sheet in the middle of the lawn and try to keep my head together. I started convulsing, my body was trying to deal with the pioson I had shoved down it's throat. Things were getting serious, I couldn't control the convulsions, my muscles were siezing, before long I couldn't move my hands, arms, legs and my jaw was locked so tight I could only breathe through my nose. I felt these intense waves of something like an electric shock pulse through my body from my feet up to my head. I started thinkin "this is bad. I'm gonna die. SHIT I"M GONNA DIE!!" After what seemed like an eternity of battling with the Grim Reaper itself, I let go and accepted the fact that I was going to die. "OK so I'm going to die..." Then everything stopped. I got up, looked around for a while, and went to bed.
(Astro Turd, Sat 27 Nov 2004, 0:56, Reply)