It all happened one night, while I was alone, reading in my tent, a top some mountain. I just tossed half a joint (laced with PCP) because the 10 hits of acid and ounce of mushrooms were finally kicking in.Originally Posted by basschick
Suddenly I could hear the pitter-patter of what sounded like tiny feet, followed by a few weird giggle. I stuck my head out only to see a few creatures gathered around the spot where I flicked the roach, sharing what remained of the roach. I told them I had more, and that they were welcome to join me for a cup of fungus tea.
The rest is a bit of a blur.
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Shall I send you the contact info?




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