One of my friends was curious about how mushrooms are grown, and being the smrt people that we are - we decided to get some spores from canada (cuz you could get em on the internet), read some directions, and grow em... to make a long story epic i'll go on.
After the elaborate growing process (3-4) months we had to try them out... Side note here - while I did not personally grow them, it seemed super easy to do and was hella cheap. We wound up with so many that we could never do them all in our lifetime - well over 1.5 oz - btw - i'm not suggesting that anyone attempt this at home.
After harvest, and drying the things out, we had to try them... one friend, we'll call him joe - tried them first just incase we made some toxic fungus that was going to kill all of us - we watched him closely for signs of foaming at the mouth or eyes rolling back - soon he started laughing and agreed that the project was a sucess. It was time to unleash the creation.
We invited several of our friends that had not done mushrooms in years to a party. We bought a canvas with some sweet paint... and covered the living room floor in a white sheet. 7 folks in all arrived and we all took our carefully portioned 3 gram packages to ingest at will... within 40 min the canvas was laied out on the floor.. We started painting and as we all started feeling better the colors came out.. soon the canvas was not enough and we had to start finger painting.. and of course. paint a bit on each other... paint was flying everywhere. clean clothes became dirty ones - and soon we felt we were finished. The art work was a meld of 1/8 inch thick paint - paint brushes - empty paint tubes and scratched in designs.
Being that we had not done this in awhile - we cleaned up and went outside (almost done) - I found a fun patch of ice to slide on and started playing like a kid. Soon the boys jumped in and we all had to slide further and longer.... feeling great - i went for the world record - I slid all the way down the deck - howling at the moon. Then slid into my friend - rolled my ankle and fractured my leg. What great fun this night was. Within seconds my ankle was the size of a softball. Needing medical attention I ask myself.. - "which friend on mushrooms would be the best candidate to drive me 30 miles to the nearest hospital at 2am?" oh huh huh... the answer was no one. We waited until morning and the doc cast me up and I was on crutches for like 2 months.
all we did was dress up as beauty queens and get in a convertable and ride threw the local "cruise line" and wave at people......
and in key west me and my friends were too young to drink..so we stood outside of Margaritaville and informed people of Jimmy Buffets death and how they are ignoring it inside as not to bum out the customers....fucking with drunk people is fun
my friends and i haven't done any thing goofy and fun except drunken boobery, but i'm a big fan of making a spectacle by myself. at my senior prom i put up my mohawk, wore a night of the living dead t-shirt, put spurs on my boots, and my date was a blow up sex doll i got from the local porn store. also i ran for class president, where i wore a potato sack type of outfit and an enormous band hat, i ran on a campaign of two-ply toilet paper, with the slogan "less chat, more hat"
lambretta_sf said:
one time (at band camp) me and my friend joey procured from wall mart at 3am the following:
a crowbar
trashbags
towels
and shotgun shells
with stern yet ghostly faces....
too much fun in the sothern states.
oh we used to play that game. i love fucking with the person at the register. i think our shining moment there was either buying a kilbasa and whipped cream or diapers and pornography
hehe...7 of us took a trip to the beach....at 4 am the guys decide to try some flaming zulus....before I know it they are all butt naked with a kite of toilet paper hanging from their ass cheeks trying to light the toilet paper on fire. Their goal was to run into the ocean before the toilet paper burned all the way to their ass...but it was too windy to light any of them. I do have some great pictures of four nekkid guys trying to light each other on fire though.
My roommates and I used to wear mesh shirts to random parties all the time. If you know wear to look, every thrift store has nice supply. And which ever one ours got donated to has tons.
new year's eve, 1999, after attaching a great deal of electronic equipment to our bodies, we went from diner to diner in Panama City, Florida, doing "maneuvers" and shrieking "Y2K IS COMING! WRAP YOUR CATS IN STYROFOAM!"
started a dance team at our intensely intellectual college and invaded relatively blasé gatherings with ghetto blasters rockin' the Ludacris and at least one shitty strobe.
got a dumb I MEAN TOTALLY AWESOME tattoo with two of my best buddies from high school
prank-called the embassies of various latin-american countries from the pay-phone of our high school
this is a bit cliched, but in high school, i also managed to nab the copy of "romeo and juliet" from the A/V room and taped over the balcony scene with porno. man did that one go over well.
I graduated from a residential high school for nerds, and so we were often bored to tears once class was out. One time my friend Sarah and I dressed up like ho's and danced around our room to NIN, and videotaped it with intentions of sending it to Trent himself I never did send it.
We would also get to sign up for different weekend outings, so two of my friends and I signed up to go watch a local wrestling match... in Florence, SC. We all dressed up like rednecks: tight jeans, flannel, gigantic hair and blue eyeshadow, and we sat in the audience and hooped and hoollered with the craziest hick accents and cussed out the wrestlers and the icky "hot, female manager" that one of them had come onstage and join in. It was great fun.
one time , me and a couple of my buddies took a water balloon catapult and plenty of ammo across the ferry lanes from Edmonds to Kingston Washington in my friend's zodiac. When we got to the other side , we conducted shore bombardments on the people on the opposite beach.
Oh , and once I toilet papered a guy's house with a single role of toilet paper. Of course I tore it into individual squares and individual plies first.
Alisa
SUICIDEGIRL
Ohio, USA
JAN 18, 2004 10:19 PM