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Did 5 hits of purple mesq (not peyote - chemical shit in a tab form). It was made on Wed, we dropped it on Friday.
My buddies apt. was above a beer & shot skank go-go bar in a 99% black neighborhood. They threw us out for laughing (crazy ass white boys), but that thumpity thump beat wouldn't fucking stop shacking the building. Then, performance artist (Lori Morgan , I think), the chick with the electric violin and really bad haircut, had a TV special on some fucked up channel. Sometime while she was talking, my one and only halucination occured. Kaliedoscopes began pouring out of the TV onto the floor. Not scary, but really fucking weird, being covered by waves of kaleidoscope triangles/whatever the fuck you call them. My buddy decides 4:30 AM, in a snowstorm in Jan, or Feb, that we should BBQ some chicken. After that, it is pretty tame. But the bar/kaleidoscope stuff was trippy.
Other than that time, all I ever did was laugh and have fun.
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