This particular episode is based on a shroom trip i took last friday. I'm Spliffy, my friend is Bleezie. Episode 2: Shroomtown or BUST! A call comes to Spliffy's phone. "hello?" says Spliffy. "Hey! put on the Lord of the Rings! I'm trippin' balls!" yells Bleezie. "For real?!?" "naw, just fuckin' with ya, but i'm goin' to be tomorrow. I got two eights of shrooms. Want to trip with me?" asks Bleezie. "Hell yeah!" says Spliffy. "cool. call me tomorrow at 11 am." The phone is hung up by Bleezie. "That fool is always hangin' his phone up hella fast" Spliffy says to himself. Spliffy then contemplates the trip tomorrw. Where to go? What to do? Spliffy finishes his Mickey's tall can, smokes a bowl, and heads to the bead for some sleep. The next day Spliffy wakes up naturaly early and eats a small breakfast. He showers, brushes, and grabs two water bottles. He dumps out the water and fills up the bottles with orange juice. He grabs his open pack of Salem 100's and a new pack of Parliament Lights. At 11 am he calls Bleezie. "wazup?" asks Bleezie. "one ticket to Shroomtown, please." says Spliffy, jokingly. "HA HA!" laughs Bleezie, "you stupid! Hey, meet me in front of my house in a little." "That's what i called to say." explains Spliffy, "i'm on my way rght now." As a matter of fact Spliffy was just getting his pants on. "i'll call." "ok" says Bleezie "peace" Spliffy hangs up. As soon as Spliffy is done getting dressed, he heads down to Bleezie's house. It takes him a matter of minutes to walk the four blocks on account of his exitement. When Spliffy is outside Bleezie's house, he gives him a call. Seconds later, Bleezie is walkin' out the door. He's wearing a backpack and had head phones around his neck. "Wasup, my louie!" says Bleezie, "ya ready fo this shit? i got yo ticket right here!" He walks up close to Spliffy and flashes two bags of shrooms, each with an eighth of shrooms in it. "I was born ready." explains Spliffy. Bleezie gives Spliffy one of the bags. "Hey" says Spliffy. He pulls out the two bottles of orange juice. "I brought some orange juice to wash down the mush, and to 'extend our stay at shroomtown', if ya know what i mean. " "fo' sho', fo' sho'." says Bleezie. The two head to a near-by park table with four seats. It had rained the night before. "Man, the seats are wet." announces Bleezie. "Damn. That's gay. Looks like we got to stand" says Spliffy. "i don't really give a fuck..." Bleezie takes a seat. "...unless to not trying to have a wet ass all day" says Bleezie. The two each pull out a fat cap. They look at each other for a second, and then eat the caps and take a swig of orange juice at the same time. It resembled something like a group taking shots of tequila. Salt, lime, lick! Spliffy notices that Bleezie gags when he eats the shrooms. He thinks, of corse, that they taste bad, but not THAT bad. Whe the two are done ingesting the last of the shrooms, Spliffy asks the essential question... "So, where do you want to go?" "Lets go to the Haight!" Bleezie suggests. "sure. leat's do it" says Spliffy. The two start walking to the train stop. It is only a couple blocks away, but the walking seemed to increas ethe come-up. Then, Bleezie remembers something. "damn! i forgot that they're workin' on the L this weekend" announces Bleezie. "what they got shuttle busses or something?" asks Spliffy. "Yeah. The subway is still open, too." If your not from San Francisco, the 'L line' is a train officialy called the 'L Taraval'. Taraval is a somewhat major street that the two live near. So Bleezie and Spliffy reach the stop. As they wait, the shrooms begin to take effect. "You feelin' it yet?" asks Bleezie. "Kind of. Just a little body buzz rght now" says Spliffy. "My stomach is kind of upset" "same here" The shuttle bus comes. The two are greeted with a semi-full buss with some onld asian ladies speaking loud in Chinese. 31st Ave, 30th Ave, 29th, the bus continues up Taraval. The shrooms all of a sudden hit Spliffy hard, and i mean HARD. He then feels like he's going to puke. "yo. lets get off of this bus. i'm not feeling good." says Spliffy, "too many people" "same here. next stop" says Bleezie. At 21st Ave. the two step off. They start heading for the park near by. "Dude, those shrooms hit me hard on that bus." says Spliffy, "i had to get the fuck off of there" "I feel ya, man." says Bleezie, "It hit my hard once i stepped on the bus. The ride was all bad to begin with." "you can say that again." "the ride wa-" "shut up, Bleezie." The park was some five blocks away, and it was a slow treck on account that both their stomachs hurt. They entered the park about 25 minutes after leaving the bus and find a bench to sit on. The calmness and space had a soothing affect on Spliffy. "that's much better." proclaimed Spliffy, "NOW i'm having fun! I think i just saved my trip from going bad." He pulls out a Salem 100 and lights it with his little blue lighter. Bleezie pulls out his CD player and puts his music. "who you listening to?" asks Spliffy. "Tool, fool." says Bleezie, "it's a mixtape of some trippy ass songs." Bleezie then puts his hands over his eyes and shitty ass grin pops up on his face. Spliffy plays with his right hand, making motions simmilar to that of a jellyfish moving through the ocean waters. Spliffy notices something on his shirt. "Damn! the fucking stoge got ash all over my shirt!" yells Spliffy. "Hey!" He looks at the smoke coming up from the cigarette in his hand, "the smoke is making smiley faces at me!" "here" says Bleezie, "listen to this for a second." he hands Spliffy the CD player and headphones. Spliffy puts on the headphones and skips to the next song. He then puts his hands over his eyes. The beat is trippy as fuck, and his closed eye visuals start to conform to the beat. Halfway into the song, some guy starts speaking in German, and then the sounds of a croud are added. The closed eye visuals of random geometric patterns of shifing grids turn into destinctive swasticas. Spliffy rips the headphones off his head and hands it all back to Bleezie. "get that shit away from me. made me feel like i was in Nazi Germany when Hitler is speaking." says Spliffy. "fo' reals?" says Bleezie. It wasn't a 'i'm interested' fo' reals, is was more of a 'i don't really give a shit', sarcastic fo' reals--and Spliffy knew. "Shut up." says Spliffy. After about an hour or three of sitting on a deserted park bench looking like idiots, the two decide to go back to Spliffy's house. The two get there and somhow end up in the back yard. "Damn." says Bleezie, "it's chill as fuck back here." "yep." agrees Spliffy. "I feel kind of sick though. I need to lay down." says Bleezie. He finds a spot in the grass to lay down and does so. Spliffy keeps noticing that he's holding his stomach. "Hey, can you get some water?" asks Bleezie. "Sure. I think i need some, too." says Spliffy. Spliffy gets two small bottles of water from his basement. He goes back outside and hands Bleezie one of the bottles. "oh god" says Bleezie, and turns his head to throw up. "Hey! Get up, fool." says Spliffy, and pulls Bleezie up so he sits up straight. Bleezie throws up one more time, and feels better ater that. He takes a swig of water, swirles it around in his mouth, and spit it out. "Much better." says Bleezie. The day is coming to an end at this point, and the two sit there and watch the unusualy beautiful sunset that day. The trip is over when night hits completely. "shit, man. I'm out. HELLA tired." says Bleezie. "alright then" says Spliffy, "you know the way out." Spliffy lights up another Salem 100. The next day, the two reminice about the trip. "oh you did blah blah blah and blah blah blah" and was answered with "YEAH. Okay. WHATever." Spliffy also tells Bleezie that he had left his backpack and CD player there. He is yet to claim his shit (i'll give him another week, then it's mine). CHECK BACK NEXT WEEK FOR ANOTHER EPISODE OF... The Adventures of Spliffy and Bleezie
anyone else read it? i know it's sort of long (my bad) btu if anyone else had read it i'd like some feedback, please.
cool, man. Shrooms give me the worst gas ever, i remember i was on a train one day on shrooms and i kept ripping farts and blaming it on my friend. Im looking foward to Episode 3.