I had a dream last night that I saw Bill Cosby get hit by a bus and when I walked up instead of blood chocolate pudding was everywhere and then like 30 women got off the bus and started eating it with their bare hands as they laughed while he "bled out" and died.
Well I just wasted damn near 2 hours searching the woods and finding no shrooms of any kind. Fuck you Pierre for telling me to do that. At least the weather was nice tho.
But in one area I smelt teh pots, meaning there's somebody in my town with access to marijuana. The search begins...