Deleted User said 7 years, 6 months ago:
Well, I lost no loved ones, but a buddy of mine to the so-called ‘magical mushrooms’.
But don’t let the name deceive you, there is nothing magical about them mushrooms let me tell you.
Now, before it all started, me and my buddy, let’s call him Bob, used to hang around, drink beers together, we went hunting and fishing, but then he got his hands on the drug, and after his first time, I noticed he started changing.
At first Bob gave up smoking, that should’ve been the first alarming sign. But I guess we’ve been so pussified by the liberals in the past decade that nowadays it seems normal when a person suddenly gives up on his constitutional right to smoke. Throw away more of your basic freedoms why don’t you! That’s what they want!
Anyways, after giving up smoking, next thing he did, Bob stopped drinking. Needless to say, hanging around him started being a real bummer, cause I felt like an alkie drinking alone. So I had to find myself some new drinking buddies at work.
After that Bob gave up on eating meat, and said he’ll be no longer hunting, and sold his guns, because, as he put it, “killing living things was wrong”. At this point I wouldn’t go with him near those woods anyways, fearing he might do something queerosexual to me in the tent, like those cowboys in that movie.
Now instead of hanging out with the guys he’s doing yoga and shit, and drinks herb tea. He quit his job at the factory and now works at school library, like a lady.
And that’s how I lost my friend to the drugs.
Stick with harmless alcohol and tobacco, people. At least they don’t change you to worse.
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