A friend and I were tripping an eighth of mushrooms each last night in a park in a town called Sausalito, and at about three or four in the morning we both heard a pig squeeling close by. How random is that? Although it could have been real, I think we both might have been tripping or something. I can't even explain it, because it was in the middle of a town and pigs don't even live around here. Has anybody else had weird random ass shit happen to them while they're tripping that fucked with their mind.