Tell me aboot it. A pal, who I also worked with at the time, went doon the fieldy and picked shitloads of them.
I arrived at his hoose as he was biling them up.
Enquired as to fit happens, being a mushroom virgin.
"Och, ye just feel like yer walking funny, maybe see some lights in the sky a bit".
Ok, so hoovered the lot.
Firstly things started making wooshing noises, then we walked along St Fitticks Road, looked onto the 18th green at Nigg Bay.
FFS, the whole golf course was throbbing and pulsing like a monumental plate o jelly.
Walked doo towards Bon Accord Ale.
Fucking boats lifted out of the harbour, turned into spaceships, then started shooting fuck off lasers.
My mates face turned yellow, then hexagon grid with letters inside was on his face, blockbuster grid.
Folks coming towards us, their faces merged together, then this wall beside the 19th Hole had faces coming oot o it and they started spikking to us.
Next cars started growling and faces appeared on them as well. The big tanks behind the Torry Bar started whistling and popping their lids.
Then it started getting bad and we lost each other, folk were scary as fuck, piling out of church beside Walker Road, though a' cunt was after mi.
Saw mi mate Breezy Rodtot, even though I knew he was in Australia.
Had to find somewie to lie doon, did so under stairs o a tenement in Grampian Road.
Unfortunately some fucker came through the back wi his bike, that was brutal.
Went to next tenement, fought off a barrage o skeletons attacking me, until it had worn aff.
Went hame for a shite, the trip had gone, but as I was shiteing, looked at the facecloth over the bath, and could see all the bristles and fibres on it in minute detail, as they pulsed and throbbed away.
Got flashbacks for months after that.
Recall it was Dundee* away the next day, pints in Station Bar were a real soothing experience.
My mate, sadly passed now, was chased home across the Tullos field by a heap of angry trees.
So maybe mine was nae so bad.
Acid, never had a bad trip at all. Always hilarious. Nae that I did it that much
Apologies for the long waffle.
Looks like I have too much time on my hands today.
*Looked it up.
2-1, Dodds and Wright. Nae the bonniest strikeforce.