Brain dribbling out of your ears is how I would picture taking that many shrooms.

Anyway, a few months ago, some friends and I were drunk as hell, and I decided I needed to go take a piss in the middle of a field. I made a turn and started sprinting full out, only to trip on a curb after 5 feet and go sprawling on a track. My drunk ass froend saw me on the ground, and being the great buddy he is, ran after me, fast as he could. This, predictably ended with him tripping on the same damn curb 10 seconds after I did and landing right next to me. Needless to say we thought it was funny as fuck until we woke up covered in bruises the next day.