Me and a friend took some acid and then drove from Saint Louis to Lake of the Ozarks on July 2nd, to stay the holidays with a wealthy friend who owned a resort in the Ozarks. We ended getting pulled over and busted for a little pot and some paraphernalia. Man, dealing with a pot bust and cops and drug dogs is really hard when you're tripping balls.

I had two major problems because of the acid. First, I was really having problems not laughing, at just about everything. And second, after they took all our luggage out of the trunk to search it, then told me it was okay to put it all back into the trunk, I couldn't do it; it was like playing a very hard game of Tetris, the luggage just wouldn't fit back in the trunk, which was making me laugh. Luckily my friend noticed my difficulties before the cops did and helped me get the crap back into the trunk and we got the hell out of there (with a ticket for each of us).