my first acid trip was at a haunted house, now you would think that would be “scary” but the goddamn line was so long the entire peak of my trip was standing in line
And then the theater majors try to scare you in line but it’s mostly concerning because a theater major is waving a tool at you and you don’t trust their physical coordination.
“Yeah so after dropping the acid I went on a walk and met the god of nature, in the form of a deerclops. Was pretty good, gonna do that again soon”
my first acid trip was at a haunted house, now you would think that would be “scary” but the goddamn line was so long the entire peak of my trip was standing in line
This is why I don’t go to haunted houses: The lines are fucking ridiculous
And then the theater majors try to scare you in line but it’s mostly concerning because a theater major is waving a tool at you and you don’t trust their physical coordination.
That’s a Deertaur