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[Our] Psychedelic Adventures [A collab with red riding hood ]

BloodHound:

I wake up smack the buzzer, nuts cold but its almost winter
but only better its fall, its shroom season everyday is an adventure. I grab my north face and my paper lunch bags throw em in the pack and get rolling. Ringing up the homie red and see if she wants in 'yo wakey bakey homie thunderstorms last two days its on baby'
She laughs with a tired voice, 'come on get up gotta beat the park traffic and sunlight be there in 20 mins ill walk in peace killa.' So about 20 hits of this primo joint I rolled later I'm out the door, looking to score some killa cyanesenes aka blue ringers or lib caps ain't bad either. I'm a blood hound nose to the ground scanning and searching for natures psychedelic delight. I arrive, walk in and holler 'honey I'm home get that ass up lets roll!' You come down the stairs decked out in Columbia and north face yup thats how we do it in the northwest daily, weekly, and yearly, we head out. Hit the park up in the alder trees and wood chips like were makin a fort like kids. Flipping leafs, digging thru tall grass eyes wide, straight to the ground like were gaaked and tweakin. Shit were so excited were running into each other, trying to grab the same shroom blue rings and blue dreams flood our childish like minds so free pure reincarnated hippies. I wanna run naked and hug trees, plant seeds. But I mostly talk about it because I'm fucking trippin balls hardcore. Lazers and trails kaleidoscope visions inside my head not to mention a full on erection. I cant stop laughing at it because I just refuse to hide it asking people around me if I'm Pinocchio and shit

Red:
I feel like big foot as I tread through the tall grass. I'm giggling, then I'm laughing so hard I'm falling on my ass. We search for the magic shroom. Into our mouths we vacuum. Were on a magic carpet ride. A psychedelic trip outside. Blood hound is sporting a hard on for all to see and talking about peace and hugging a fucking tree. My movements are sluggish but I've never felt more free. I start dancing I'm leaping all over the place. I'm lost in space. I'm Alice and I've fallen down the rabbit hole. Never mind me when I'm hugging the tree like a stripper pole. Then I see the outsiders. Looking in. Big eyes. Bulging. I whisper[yelling] "they are everywhere hound, get down!" Immediately we drop to the ground and start cracking up. We are now soldiers we lay flat on our belly and we slither around. I'm imitating gun sounds like pew pew. His sounds more loud tho like bang bang. He says I'm such a girl but I shrug and continue my sound effects while he pretends to snipes his arm flexed. Blood hound starts doing secret hand signs and I shake my head like I know what he's saying but really I don't. We continue this all through out the park, until finally it gets dark and the magic wears off. Reality crashes it's way back in and I feel bored with it. I look to blood hound "Round two?"
He nods his head, "You already know." Yeah that's my rider always ready to go.
Written by Mr_Hellbound (Clandestine)
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