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Today, another story of LSD. I was at the jersey beach, it was warm and sunny and beautiful. (yes, I thought the Jersey beach was beautiful, but that was because I was on LSD.) I was on LSD, swimming in the ocean with a friend. We were splashing and swimming and having a rousing good time, however, I started to feel funny. Something was happening. I turned to my good friend, also under the influence, and said “ya know, something feels different.” To his reply, “yeah you’re on acid, dude.” No, I said. I repeated my original feeling, this time more eloquently. “Something feels different, like the tides are changing, can you feel the tides changing?” He said no. No? Not only does it feel like the tides are changing, but something is going to happen, I said. He shrugged it off. Then, almost a heartbeat after that, we turn in sync, and find a Seal right fucking next to us, just swimming there. He looks at me and says “Holy shit! You were right!” To my reply, “Sharks eat seals.” And we ran to the beach like little girls, told the lifegaurd, and he made everyone get out of the ocean. The end. (Well… there was a lot more after that, but nothing too interesting, nothing like a Seal hanging out with you)