Dribble
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Long time ago...in a land far away....I did magic mushrooms blended in orange juice. I poured everyone else their glass....then I drank the leftovers out of the bottom of the blender. We decided to go innertubing at the Alta Ski Resort at midnight....it took about 45 minutes to drive up the canyon. I wasn't driving....but my friend who didn't do any mushrooms drove my car. Half way there....holy fuck....high couldn't even come close to describing me. No one else was seeing or experiencing anything close to what I was. Tracers. Rainbows. Trees on fire. My friends figured most of the mushrooms settled out...so they were in the bottom of the blender. Cool.
Well we somehow make it up to the ski resort. Minus 20 real temps. And my friend....who thought he knew ehere he was...drove my car down the ski slope. Just like the James fucking Bond movie. We couldn't stop til we made the bottom. We turned around....and started heading up the hill. But we started digging in. There was at least 50 ft of base probably...no way we were gonna make it. So...we walked to the resort....talked with a ski groomer...and he said he would pull us out for 50 bucks. But only after his shift ended in 2 hours. So there we stood....cold as fuck....wet from sweat cause we walked up a hill. I knew I was going to die. So my trip....turned quite...uncomfortable. Nothing like losing and wasting a good buzz.
My friend disappeared...which was a good thing cause I was being pissy. He made a mistake....but I was being an ass. 20 minutes later....he shows up with 8 bread crate racks. You know those 3 ft by 3 ft flat racks the bread comes on. And he said let's go....we are going to use them as snow shoes for the car. And I will be damned....we drove my car up the ski slope....using bread crates as snow shoes 10 ft at a time. Move 3 on each side....drive up. Now....this wasn't a small slope....it was easily a half a mile. Ten ft at a time. We made it. Alive. And I saved $50 bucks. I pitty those who skiied down in the morning....and found our car tracks....I bet several noobs broke their legs.
That people....is Lit in a nutshell. And it is 100% true.
Well we somehow make it up to the ski resort. Minus 20 real temps. And my friend....who thought he knew ehere he was...drove my car down the ski slope. Just like the James fucking Bond movie. We couldn't stop til we made the bottom. We turned around....and started heading up the hill. But we started digging in. There was at least 50 ft of base probably...no way we were gonna make it. So...we walked to the resort....talked with a ski groomer...and he said he would pull us out for 50 bucks. But only after his shift ended in 2 hours. So there we stood....cold as fuck....wet from sweat cause we walked up a hill. I knew I was going to die. So my trip....turned quite...uncomfortable. Nothing like losing and wasting a good buzz.
My friend disappeared...which was a good thing cause I was being pissy. He made a mistake....but I was being an ass. 20 minutes later....he shows up with 8 bread crate racks. You know those 3 ft by 3 ft flat racks the bread comes on. And he said let's go....we are going to use them as snow shoes for the car. And I will be damned....we drove my car up the ski slope....using bread crates as snow shoes 10 ft at a time. Move 3 on each side....drive up. Now....this wasn't a small slope....it was easily a half a mile. Ten ft at a time. We made it. Alive. And I saved $50 bucks. I pitty those who skiied down in the morning....and found our car tracks....I bet several noobs broke their legs.
That people....is Lit in a nutshell. And it is 100% true.
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