Hell of a trip

I had picked up 3 eighths of shrooms from my buddy the night before, and had kept them in my fridge until the next morning, when I was able to take them with others.

The next day, I went with my little brother (who is 14) to pick up my friend Bob who was going to eat them with us. We pick him up at around 1pm, and immediately eat the shrooms while driving out into the country. I hadn't eaten anything all day, neither had the other two guys with me. It was my brother's first time as well. After about 15-20 minutes, we start to feel them. I'm driving, and the road seems to lengthen, and start to flow almost like a river. I inform my friend Bob that hes going to have to drive soon.

As were driving, we pass by fields, and have the unmistakable urge to go and run through them. But reason wins, and we decide not to as it passes by a busy road, and as fucked up as we were, we didnt want the 5-oh to be called. Were driving along, and staring at the sky. The clouds start to look like they're swallowing the sky, very trippy.

We stop along this country road so I could get out and piss, and everyone gets out of the car. I walk into a cornfield across the road to take care of business, and it was a trip within itself. The corn seemed to be pressing in on me, almost like people at a really crowded party. And there I was, standing there with my pants down laughing uncontrollably.

I get back to the road, and my friend and brother are just sitting on my car hood, staring off into space. Bob is staring down the road, saying it "goes on forever," and he meant it quite literally. I began to stare at a large oak tree down the road a bit, and it turned into a giant face, with branches for huge mustaches. I couldn't look away as it began to dance and wave, along with all the other trees.