This post is making me remember all sorts of shit. When i was about 20, myself and a bunch of friends all decided to go eat mushroom chocolates at the elementary school i went to. Its a really interesting, creepy place, with an outdoor basement / concrete dungeon thing going on. Big dark woods behind the school. Perfect place. So were all high on mushrooms and we see sombody walking up in the dark. Wtf? So i walk out to see what kind of shit is about to come down on us, and it was the little brother of a girl i was friends with that lived a few houses down. He was like 14. Asked what he was doing and he said he had beer stashed in the woods. He asked what we were doing and i told him eating mushroom chocolates. He didnt quite believe me. So i showed him, and he agreed to let us drink his beer in exchange for mushroom chocolates. Hed never taken mushrooms. After a while we got in my car to go visit another friend up the road, i introduced the kid, told my friend he was shrooming. Other friend pops out of the back seat with a huge pot cookie and gave it to the kid on shrooms. He gobbled it dwn. Hes now having a hell of a time. Went back to the school. Kid was getting real weird. One of my friends took me aside and said the kid was getting on everybodys nerves and they were going to kick his ass if he didnt leave. I should have gone with him, but instead i just banished him under threat of violence, with a sincere apology, and he wandered off into the woods alone. Must not have had that bad of a time though because a couple months later he approached me for more mushrooms. I had a huge bag of stuntziis in my trunk id just picked, still had grass and slugs and moss and shit on them. It was a lot, but i told him they were really weak and he needed to eat them all. He did. Never saw him again, but his sister sure told me about it. Anyway, the moral of the story is, getting kids high is funny.