I did shrooms this one time at a party, it was fucking great. The guy had this bigger-than-life-size poster of a lion up in his room, and I sat there staring at it for like an hour. It was all high def, and I'm there staring at this shit, looking at all his hairs, and then I looked at his eyes. All of a sudden this fucking giant lion blinks at me and I'm like "SHIT. MAN I'M TRIPPING OUT. I'M SORRY. I'M GOING TO CHURCH IN THE MORNING, MAN."
And so I'm totally tripping balls on this guys bed for what seemed like a year, and then all of a sudden he comes up and scares the crap out of me. Either he turned out the lights then or I passed out, but after that it was dark and I woke up the next morning in my yard.
I'm never going to do it again.
And am I alone in that I find marijuana totally boring? If I'm not hallucinating it's not for me.