Flea Market

This was my first time ever doing shrooms, and it was yesterday (sunday, november 7th, 2004,) and i was at the 400 flea market with my friend Robbie. we went into a private area away from everybody else, and had some shrooms (which by the way tasted like shit.) Once it kicked in, my friend Robbie is like "Oh, my shit! your nose is fuckinf purple!" I dont no if he was faking it trying to be cool and shit, or if he was actually hallucinating. And then, i realized he was tellin the truth be cause there was a flock of seaguls and they were all looking at me and i got scared shitless. So, later (seeing as how were dumbasses,) we walk into the flea market, which has about 600 people going into it every hour (if not a half hour,) and we start tripping out. All i really remember is my hand looking all cloudy under my skin, my pupils being so big that u can barely see the iris, checking out a kick ass cheap pipe at a stand, and a couple other ones in Smoke Stacks (the bong shop in the flea market,) and near the end, as in before we left, i remember a man that had a HUGE nose. He stared at me for a bit while i laughed what i thought was a quiet little chuckle, and i told robbie about it, and when i turned back to look at him, he was a monsterous figure, with an even bigger nose, almost taking up half of his face, demented reddish orange eyes, and sharp teeth, eating a pastry, seeing as how he owned a pastry stand, but he had white saliva coming out of his mouth, and he turned to me again and growled. I also remember, earlier on, that i had seen a book with a lavender plant on the front, and as iwalked past it, i saw it bloom up. There are many other things that i saw, but i do not remember it that well. I know this story has no flow to it, like its all over the place, but i tried to tell u the most that i can, and i do not feel like changing it.