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The first time my friend and I tripped we were 14.It was the fun time in life where your not old enough to drive but go places on your own by walking.We smoked some weed and walked a good 45 minutes up to the mall,he said he needed to checkin with his so he used a pay phone. No one was picking up,that relieved both of us,but when the answer machine came on my friend said"hi dad i'll be home in few minutes,click."I asked him why he would tell him he'd be home in a few minutes,since we werent going to be and if we were why would you leave the message?He said "fuck I choked."
"Little racoons and old possums 'n' stuff all live up in here. They've got to have a little place to sit." Bob Ross.
when I was a yungin we use to go to my friends house and get high with his mom. She was a hippie that never quite recovered. She would leave him a bowl for after school and hide the rest of the bag. The first time I went over there I could not believe it. That was my daily hangout through my highschool years. She would also trip on shrooms and acid but her main thing was weed.
i don't know if i could handle my parents on shrooms. sheesh, i barely even smoke around them (cigs). but i remember this one time i had a new years party, and meand my friend decided we would go smoke a bowl in my car in the garage so we could get away from everyone. So here we are puffin up when the door opens and my dad is standing there loking at us. My friend mich was exhaling a lung full and i had the bowl to my mouth. All he said was, "It fucking smells like shit in here! At least open a goddamn door." It was funny as hell and he obviously didnt care.... but i would've paid a pretty penny to see the expressions on our faces. Makes ya laugh.
First time I tripped on acid I did it at home, by myself. Bad idea. At one point I was running around the house, which in turn, woke my parents up. My dad came up with a baseball bat cuz he thought it was a burglar or something. I thought it was the funniest thing in the world, sooooooo i laughed my ass off for about an hour until i realized that i was fucking screwed. WEll, the next day my mom asked me what i was on, but i just said nothing and they forgot about it.
Since then I have tripped around my parents a few times. All have been pretty good because I never had a high-dose and I actually felt more comfortable around them. I would never do a high dose around them.