A Ride Home

Well I'll make this brief. I live in Tahoe and for anyone who has had the opportunity to travel here knows that (although few and far between) we get some of the best mushrooms. Anyway, me and two of my friends bought 3/8's, and each popped 1/8. Just walking around town, we decided to go into a supermarket. Slowly walking up and down each isle the 3 of us started to fell the mushies. As we were walking down the peanut butter and jelly isle, my trip kicked in full. The floor started to wave, the ceiling looked miles above my head and the colors of the pb&j was so intense I had to leave. Well we walked around town and my trip was just like any other, the visuals and everything. About an hour later we decided to go home. I felt fine so I opted to drive. Bad move in the first place. Well we made it all the way to the last stretch of road. It was about a mile drive from where I peaked on my mushies. The road, about 20 feet in front of me started to shake. I was kind of weirded out, but I kept driving. The we turned a corner and the road shot straight into the air, it was a wall of concrete in front of me. I didn't know what to do, so i kept driving, and alll the time the road was still miles above me and pushing down the road as I drived. Luckily I didn't kill me and my friends. but as a word of advice don't drive on mushies