(April 14, 2014 at 3:03 pm)rexbeccarox Wrote: I was out with a bunch of friends camping at Joshua Tree. We were tripping on mushrooms, and one of my friends insisted he could read my mind. It was pissing me off because he kept telling everyone I was thinking stupid shit that I wasn't. The next day, sober, he continued telling me he could still read my mind because we did mushrooms together, and I wasn't really thinking what I thought I was thinking. He never guessed the "douchebag douchebag douchebag douchebag douchebag" that was actually circulating in there. Ugh.
The moral of the story is of course this: Don't do shrooms with douchebags.