the night I can't remember

I don’t remember that Friday night
My buzz must have been out of sight
I heard of the crazy things that I did
You never know what you'll get when you take acid
If all these wonderful tales are true
I may have even partied with you
I may not be sure about all that went on
But wwent to the restroom and my underwear were gone
Somehow I had found my way home
But was laying in the yard hugging a gnome
I got myself up, into my room I went
Emptied my pockets and found nothing but lint
I had spent all my money with nothing to show
This new day is starting and from what I know
I'm not sure about what happened last night
But if the tales are really true, my night out was quite a sight
But after all this and what I have planned for tonight
I should buy me a camera before I catch my flight
Does anyone know where I can get some shrooms?