The first time I ever did mushrooms like an hour and a half had passed since I had taken them and I wasn't feeling jack shit. Said fuck it pretty well gave up on them and went to Boston Pizza. Well shit I get in there and sit down for a few minutes, then I find myself unable to control my laughter. Just busting up at fucking everything, in tears, then shit starts to get all twisted and weird looking. And before I know it I'm tripping balls in the middle of this crowded restaurant. The waitress comes by my table and starts collecting the dishes, so I go to pass her my plate, and the fucking fork falls off of it almost in slow motion before coming clanging to a stop against the table. Not really funny at all, yet all of us there burst out in laughter and couldn't stop like it was the funniest thing we had ever seen. Everybody in the restaurant was looking at us like we were so fucked, had been out back smoking rocks or something. Hightailed it out of there.
The end. Damn that story sounded a lot better in my head