I don't do this kinda stuff irl, but I might've used to. *And if
I did, then the last time I would've done em would've been at the 3-day
long NYE millennium UNDRAFTED show deep in an Indian reservation in the
Florida Everglades, when I would've decided that hallucinogens were no
longer my friends. *Hypothetically.
Alleged pic of said event:
On an island (mostly) all alone, hallucinogens WILL be my friends. With
these bad boys, every day is completely different, and every experience
is profound.
I can have deep thoughts like, "You see the salt on this pretzel? Look
at the stars. Some people, they say the stars are billions and billions
of tons of hot gas. But I think maybe, maybe it's just God's salt. And
God's just waiting to eat us. "
Or, "Behind every good man there is a woman, and that woman was Martha
Washington, man, and everyday George would come home, she would have a
big fat bowl waiting for him, man, when he come in the door, man, she
was a hip, hip, hip lady, man. "
Or, "Whoa, what's my head? Oh, it's on a tree. I was like, where'd my
head go?"
I wouldn't do em every day, only when I was really bored. *Like every
other day, tops.
Oh, also I want to dip them in honey cause then they don't taste so
gross kthx.