First few rounds went OK and I didn't feel much - so ofc I continued smoking. Then all of a sudden I began having difficulty speaking and understanding what my two bromies were saying. Then it got worse. EVERYTHING they were saying seemed planned - it was as if they knew what each other were going to say, and finishing each other off. I truly believed it. The fact thy were brothers and looked very much alike didn't help either. My visuals on top of that were crazy. I felt like being in a vintage film - my eyesight flickering in pictures rather than playing out smoothly as it should.
I was tripping at the time, but MAN I loved being so separate from reality. Stoning really isn't the same nowadays.