I took a triple nitrous oxide hit once and fell back into the flame dimension while searching for the Latimer Clown (A being I am usually only foggily aware of while huffing gasoline), The Laughing God at the center of the flame dimension thought it was hilarious that I would be searching for the Latimer Clown in his realm so he just laughed, but that's what he always does.
I don't do inhalants anymore, it wasn't scary but that stuff made me manifestly dumber for a few days after binging on hippy crack.
I don't do inhalants anymore, it wasn't scary but that stuff made me manifestly dumber for a few days after binging on hippy crack.
