Thread:I'mWithTheGuyWithTheShirtThatSaysI'mWithStupid/@comment-94.209.154.46-20160207115555/@comment-27474902-20160226233834

In the dim candlelit cave the acolytes slowly gathered for the evening vigil. Gently at first, then slowly rising to reverberate off the damp ceiling and cave walls, the chanting began. Tehhh Pehhh Go, Tehhh Pehhh Go, TEHHH PEHHH GO!

Soon the whole chamber began to reverberate and the sacred mushrooms, with their delicate red and white heads, started to glow bathing the cave with a tranquil ruddy glow. As the high priestess snuffed the candles, one by one the acolytes began to sway - each lost in their own sacred journey as their lungs began to fill with the mushrooms newly released spores.

This would go on all night. Until at the breaking of dawn the acolytes would board their giant metal bots and do battle and destroy the unbelievers. 🍄🍄🍄