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 Zen PoopPosted 04.14.2005 by SamDamnit (1192)
Editor's note: This was posted as a comment a few weeks ago... by popular demand, it is now featured on its own. And on today, of all days, it just seemed so incredibly appropraite.
My friend Ben and I used to go camping on his father's land when we were younger. Somewhere around 1986, we went with a bunch of our friends. I was the resident druggy at the time, so it was up to me to bring the pot and whatever else I could scrounge up. What I scrounged up this time was some acid. A lot of the friends that came along were Young Life types. So Ben and I were the only two to take the acid. I don't think I had ever done hallucinogens in the woods before. It was a great experience. There was grazing land around there, so we communed with the cows and decided that they were Buddhists. I spent about an hour under a tree that had caterpillars raining down from it. I covered myself with them and reveled in the feeling of life squirming all over me. As the day turned to night, the acid got a little less intense, and our crazy day became more relaxed. We joined our friends at the campfire and extolled the virtues of LSD to our unreceptive audience. We ate sausages and bread until we felt satiated. As the twilight turned to star light, Ben and I decided that we had to take a shit. Being some thing of a Shameful Shitter at the time, I was prepared to go in to the woods and hide my foulness from the rest of the world. Ben would have nothing of it. He insisted that we shit under the stars. We hiked for a bit until finding a lovely pasture with a few cows in it. The starlight was amazing. The grass seemed to glow and the cows seemed more zen-like than before. We had selected our smooth rocks for wiping and we each dropped trou and squatted about two yards from each other. The pressure in my bowels was immediately released, and two firm logs breached and plopped on to the ground. There was no sound to take away from the crickets and cow munching. I turned my head toward Ben to see that he had a huge grin on his face. Just behind him was a cow. I noticed that she was dropping some plops at the same time. Ben turned to me and says, "Sam, I've never done ecstasy, but I bet it is a lot like taking a shit on acid in a field with zen-cows." Having done ecstasy before, I said, "No, Ben. This is much better." -- SamDamnit! Post new comment
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