This story takes place roughly 20 years ago, so don’t think that you could get away with it today. I got a call from my buddy Ben at 8am on a sunday morning. Out of the blue he says that he scored some mushrooms, and wanted to make the three hour drive to go to EPCOT center at Disney World. I couldn’t resist the impromptu road trip in the style of Hunter S Thompson, so I grabbed my fat sack of cannabis and went to meet Ben. The entire three hour trip we were smoking bowl after bowl of truly amazing cannabis, and getting really blasted. In the Disney parking lot we scarfed down a whole lot of mushrooms and chugged a couple of beers to clear out the taste, before smoking one last bowl of cannabis. We wandered into the park, waiting for the mushrooms to take hold, and that is when Ben pulled out a bag of gummy edibles. There were no cannabis dispensaries back then, so these were an ultra-rare treat. We each ate three of the cannabis edibles right as the crashing colorful waves of the mushrooms enveloped our brains. I felt like a child again, bedazzled by all of the lights and sounds and amazing rides, fueled by mushrooms and cannabis. Despite what you might think we had no part of the day, neither of us ever freaked out or caused trouble, and we had the best day ever until we ran out of edibles. Once the edibles were gone, we went home. I can’t imagine ever going back to EPCOT.