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Once, with really good shit.
smoked some in a mates car and Hendrix's Foxy Lady was playing - I couldn't work out what it was though because the visual representation of the main riff and music was too distracting from the recognition of the song as a whole, it was like looking at a moving painting of the song, and having to take a step back and read the title to work out what it was.. I got home and we all sat down at a table and just didn't move for like 20 minutes - almost couldn't move.. Chinese dragons flying and spinning when I closed my eyes. Stared at the woodgrain forever. good stuff.
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