So these people are tripping on shrooms and they run out into the woods and meet a troll
Picture it, 1986. Me and my girlfriend cindy are up in the mountains outside estes, we'd eaten maybe a gram and half each, when my uncle bob comes up with a book on edible fungus he wants to show us
She's thinking , he knows too much! We'll have to kill him and hide the body. But ole Bob's jest being Bob, k'now? In our family, kinfolk teach each other wilderness skills all the time. Why one time
Kids, don't try shrooms without competent psychiatric help. You may wake up 20 years later thinking you're an aardvark.
[45 minutes go by] .. and that's how Bob became clan chief for texas.
