Story 62
Alright...well some pals of mine and I all decided that since school
wasn't in session on this one day, we would all get together and trip. We, of
course, expected acid but ,on the day before, were informed that the only
thing available was shrooms.Now, keep in mind that all who were expected to
participate were experienced with acid, but none of us had ever eaten any
shrooms, so we were all a bit wary.
On the morning of the trip, we all got together at a friends house to dye
one member of our party's hair. Eager to get the party started , I borrowed
the other girl's car and went to pick up Tripsta.(name has been changed to
protect the trip junkie)
After getting lost and being paged endlessly by the chick whose car I was
driving, we
all finally managed to get together. Soon after that, we were parked in the
lot of an apartment building, eating the shrooms.
Before the trip came, we stopped to get bud for the guy who wasn't
tripping,and for orange juice and coke at the grocery. We knew the day was
off to a great start when our bill came to exactly $4.20. After all this
driving around, we came to the place we were to trip at, another pal's house.
As we waited outside his door to go in, I felt a queasy feeling and announced
that I needed some rolaids or a cracker. It was then that I felt the trip hit
me.My mind started racing, and as I looked at my companions, I could tell
they were tripping too. We went down into this guys bedroom, and his
Clockwork Orange poster started fucking with me. I asked again for a cracker,
and upon returning with a box of Ritz, the guy asked if we had any more shit.
I, of course, being in the wonderful mood I was in, threw the remaining bag
of shrooms at him and told him to join the trip. For a while we sat in his
bedroom, watching some psychedelic thing he had on his TV, and looking about
at all the lovely visuals we were having. After a while, the larger than life
Sandra Bullock poster this guy had on his wall started to intimidate me, and
I said so. He, obviously already affected by the trip, said" you don't like
Sandra? OK, well we'll get rid of Sandra" and proceeded to rip her off the
wall.
Quite some time into the trip we decided it would be nice to play outside,
and we all did. As one guy smoked a joint, Tripsta and I took turns riding a
pink bicycle around the complex. I, however, did not get very far before
deciding it was not a good idea, and returned to the porch where the rest of
the crew was. It was then when we decided a drive would be fun. We all packed
into the stoned guys car (we consisting of The stoned guy, the guy whose
house we had been in, Tripsta, the girl, and myself) and drove to where the
girls car was parked to let her go. She had other business to attend to and,
although I thought it unwise to let her drive, she left. This left the three
guys and myself in the car. The stoned guy just drove,Tripsta made lots of
funny noises, I stared at Tripsta and anything else that interested me, and
the other guy read aloud from "the Principia" while we all listened to ICP
really, really loud. The most entertaining part of the trip was when we
arrived at another guy's house, where no one was tripping, and had these
people fucking with our heads (this was probably around the peak). I was
sitting there, smoking a Newport, when all of the sudden Tripsta says "care
for a cigarette?" and thrusts his hand at me, after the initial shock of
that, I realized that there in his outstretched palm was a burning camel. I
screamed and tried to get him to remove it, and he fell into a fit of
laughter over my paranoid concern.
Later that night, after the stoned guy had gone, and so had our
trip(almost),we smoked some weed that was (unbeknownst to us) laced with
cocaine. The combination of the three drugs produced a high that none of us
had ever felt before, so crazy and intense that we decided to name it. The
first suggestion was after that of our plaything from earlier, the pink
bicycle. So that it was.
This trip was so beautiful and amazing, and that is why I have decided to
share it with you...it was one of my favorites, and I hope you enjoyed the
story.
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