No idea, but I did shrooms with my best friend and went golfing at dawn in the afterglow of it all. We had never golfed before. Didn’t know the etiquette. Apparently these people golf half a hole and then leave their balls just laying on the course while they go jack off at the club for a while. My friend and I think there’s just free balls and we’re like “Wow, dude. Free balls!”, and put them in our bag. Minutes later Fuckity-Dooda and the gang return to the hole and start interrogating us about the balls. We had no idea what was going on, or that those balls weren’t just free ball-berries lying about for the picking.

I don’t remember how we defused the situation, but I do remember awkwardly getting their balls back out of our bags an being like, “Oh, well there was these balls…”, and then driving around the course for another hour avoiding humans whole we sobered up.