These were the first few lines of the happy hardcore song from the mid 90’s my mates and I would be beaming on as we flew down the freeway, in a done up Honda Civic, subwoofer in the back, sucking on nitrous oxide to amplify the already scattered state of mind! With pupils dialated(bloody huge, like saucers!), and limbs jittering “acid trips” or “tickets” were by far some of the most fun yet disturbing times I’ve ever experienced.

I just remember feeling so evil as we cruised the streets at 3 in the morning and to be game enough to close your eyes and retire the next day, one would need to be prepared to see some pretty freaky sh!* and hear voices of someone or something that just wasn’t there.

I can’t get over all the different types of LSD (Lucy’s in the Sky with Diamonds…where?!) tabs that were available at the time…purple ohms, strawberrys, supermans, double dipped all pure novelty crap and it was always amusing to hear the testamonials of how one was way better then the other…IT’S JUST A STAMP!!! It doesn’t make a difference!

And you would hear of stories of ones who fall asleep on a trip and wake up and be still trippin’ and would be stuck on that trip for the rest of their lives! I even remember a story of some guy who was peakin’ off his nut who thought he was an orange and commenced to peal himself!

One was able to draw a quick conclusion that to be able to cope with the effects, hallucinations and out right headf*$@ing one would need to endure while on an acid trip is to exibit real strength of mental character. Because ultimately if you found yourself developing a sudden paranoia towards those around you and were just losing the plot altogether then acid trips weren’t for you.

So not unless your prepared to face your literal demons or even blackout and then come to and find out you’ve done something terrible and regrettable, do not ever pack your bags to go trippin’….

Next, I’d like to introduce you to this girl named Mary…!