Hippyflipping w/ Whippets like a Motherfucker

Last weekend I hippyflipped for the first time. I feel the need to contribute to the already massive body of literature on the subject which inspired me to do it in the first place.

The day started out pretty unremarkable. I had a heartbreaker pill from last weekend I never ate, and all the hot girls I like to roll with were in Florida. So I was just kinda hangin on to it indefinitely, waiting for something to come up.

Then around noon dude's guy gives me a call and hooks me up with some fatty chocolates 10 bucks for an eighth. I've done these kind before and know them to be some potent ass shit, they look like little daiseys. I bought a half for fifty, he needed to get some cash for a concert. At this point a knew my stars were aligned perfectly.

Around five I visited my friend's new place to sell three of the chocs. The residence was prime - the basement of a new house complete with a bar, shag carpeting, and two Morrison posters on a wall (which creates an interesting effect when you're seeing double drunk). The intellectual department was well supplied too, with a library filled with Doestovsky, Tolstoy, Dalai Lama, Leary, and others. We had a notebook ready for psychobabble.

My buddy ate his boom right away and we smoked a few bowls. I waited awhile to take mine. His friends got there then, 1 guy, 2 girls. One of the girls took a boom and the guy did. I still didn't eat mine, worrying about a phone call I knew I was going to have to make around ten. We watched the extra features off the Fear and Loathing DVD of the BBC following Thompson around, and smoked a few bowls out of the Amsterdam bong. Pure gold.

Well, it turns out that the girl tripping had to go get confirmed that night. We kinda laughed and warned her she was probably going to have a religious trip. The girls left then, to face their fate in the house of god.

After staring at the choc awhile deliberating, I said fuck it and chowed down. I chewed up the roll then too, the bitter little bastard. I really can't say when I started tripping, probably got the body high about thirty minutes later, the roll took a little longer to hit.

When it did, I sure felt it. Here I noticed some of the unique effects of hippyflipping synergy. You get the talkativeness from the E, but it ends up like a word salad because of the poor mouth to brain communication caused by the mushies. You also don't notice much the damage your teeth are doing to your mouth.

We got to talking, and got our hearts set on some whippets. WHIPPETS! We found ourselves a ride and a legal adult and headed off to a porn shop to get em. 30 dollars for 24...it doesn't get better than that. The ride there was so fucking cool. I've never felt better in my life. The feeling of movement was so enjoyable, the combined sensations of the mushrooms and E was unbelievable. Plus, the lights flashing by at night from all the cars was so cool. I was convinced it would never end.

After we got our whippets, we immediately started cracking them in the car, and agreed we wouldn't share what we bought with our hard earned money. I loaded in two and BOOM! As soon as that shit hits your lips its like a rocket into space. I tried whippets before, and I must say I was not impressed. But on mushrooms they're the shit.

When we got back, we did share a few, and the scene was very interesting, people collapsing on the floor all blissed out. We did some psychobabble and played a very long game of chess, very fun. All in all up to this point the rolls had the upper hand and were guiding the direction of the trip. All that would change however.

I went and sat down and did some more whippets. Great stuff. After taking two, I put my hands in front of my face and they looked like huge green statues, as tall as mountains, and inbetween them was the nitrous tunnel vision. This was probably the coolest thing I've ever tripped. I kept closing my eyes and laying back, purposefully directing the trip towards the mushroom realm. I got a few good moments when I "wasn't there," but I kept getting distracted by those noisy ass girls. I wish I would have chosen better company.

Things got kinda shitty after while since all them were finishing tripping before me, and as high as I was, it was LONG way down. It is not easy to readjust after a trip like this. Especially when you start hearing people making out in beds, and you're not partaking in it. I spent the night awake, trying to cope with the absence of an incredible high, contemplating, and becoming aware of my very swollen mouth.

I liked hippyflipping alot, though in conclusion I have to say it isn't the best suited drug combo for my personality. I felt like the E did a good job getting rid of the "dark side" of mushrooms, which is both a positive and a negative. It kept me very engaged with reality, which prevented me from digging deeper and doing the kind of psychological work I come to expect from mushrooms trips. Whether or not the experience was positive, I always feel like I've come out with some self knowledge. With hippyflippying, this wasn't the case. I think whippets were a great booster though, and I plan to use them the next time I trip. For my next trip, which I'm already planning, I'm going to nature. Some friends and I are going camping for a week when school lets out. I'm going to buy some mescaline pellets which have recently surfaced in the area, and do it under the benevolent sun with my best friends, not some annoying shallow girls. After that comes the big trip I've always known deep inside would come. The massive dose mushroom trip with sensory deprivation.

 

I LOVE doing nitrous when tripping or rolling or both! It's a great combination. what's best is a big ass balloon right out of a medical tank.

30 bucks for 24? We pay 15 for 24 around here at the head shops.

And I SO know about the damage to your mouth. A few weeks ago I ate some heavy rolls and I chewed up my mouth so bad I ended up with canker sores the size of quarters on both sides of my cheeks, which ended up infected and I landed my ass in ER. They went away, although I couldn't eat solid food for about a week. Ican still feel the scars in my mouth, which says something because the mouth heals faster than any other part of your body (I think)

 

Yeah same thing with the mouth (except for the ER part). What really took it worst was my lips, which I kept biting and rubbing against my braces which caused them to get really swollen and I got canker sores and cold sores. I do think the mouth heals the fastest, cuz those were gone in a week. Good times though. I'm so ready to go to nature with it, everythings getting green around here again, positive vibes abound.

Where do you live if you don't mind me asking? I live in Wisconsin, so it's not surprising prices on that shit sucks. We got em from a porn shop. I'm amazed I can get the quality of drugs I can considering my location. For that, I am grateful.

 

wow did u say mescaline pellets are surfacing where you live? if there real i might just have to get a plane ticket.

 

Yeap. They go fast as fuck. Very hot item. And it's a very personal connection. Last time I did mescaline I tripped for like two days. I'm in a pretty good position in the queue line, so hopefully I'll be getting.

 

I live in western NY (about an hour south of buffalo)