Took probably a half ounce of shrooms in Amsterdam once. Walked into the smart shop (was only 17 at the time but they didn't ID me haha), looking for shrooms. They had a bunch of different kinds from different regions and ranked for strength. I was just planning on getting the weakest, but the weakest were Mexican. I've only done shrooms in California before so I figured I was probably getting Mexican ones, so I choose the next one up, I think it was Thai.
SO ANYWAY, this bitch hands me a fucking brick of shrooms. Good sized tupperwear dish stuffed full of them. And I'm looking at this bitch like,"I only need one dose". And she is like, "This is one dose". And I was like, "Bitch, you are smoking fucking crack". It was more shrooms than I had ever seen in my life. SO this chick asks me if I have done them before, I say yes. She says, "Every time you have done them, they have been dried, yes? This makes them seem much smaller. Believe me, this is one dose, you won't trip if you don't eat it all." So she was right about I've only had dried ones before. Because of this I stupidly believe her. But no, bitch was smoking crack. I tripped for a good......12.....maybe 14 hours. Never have I ever seen so many colors. For about an hour I could hear hundreds of people all calling my name at once. For a few hours I just sit in the corner shaking. I tried to make myself throw up but couldn't. A bunch of fucking asshole Armenians seriously pissed me off and I couldn't even beat the shit out of them.
It was fucking nuts. To this day I don't like mushrooms. Like, regular mushrooms. They used to be one of my favorite vegetables and I don't like them on pizza or anything anymore. I've done shrooms a couple times since then but I never take more than a half eighth anymore. There is some scary shit in there.
One time I did a fat bump of ketamine while I was skiing. I instantly reverted back to like 6 years old and pizza'd slowly all the way down the mountain making stupidly wide turns. Then I got to a perfectly groomed really steep run and just bombed it. I was going so fucking fast, passing people up left and right. Felt like I was going about 2 MPH. It was like that episode of Futurama where fry drinks 100 cups of coffee. I skied literally in to the bar and almost took out the local band that was playing. Shit was awesome.