Once, my mother did too much acid and her friends decided to take her to White Castle. She saw an eyeball in the burger. After that – everything went downhill.
Once, when I did too much acid – this dude who went by the name ‘Rocky,’ started swinging from the doorframe and chanting, “It’s the room. It’s the weather. It’s the room. It’s the weather.” And this went on for quite awhile, so I started playing with a slinky.
Then, Rocky pulled out a knife and was like, “Don’t worry it’s not like I AM GOING TO KILL ANYONE!” At that point I started looking at all the guys in the room, and noticed their facial hair had grown by at least a half inch. I felt this was extremely important to point out, which resulted in me touching everyone’s face?