A veteran of the 60's and 70's. Much preferred psilocybin mushrooms. Knew a young lady who grew them in her closet. Spectacular visuals, no "bad trips" and you never woke up the next day feeling like your dog had died...
Never had one. Then again, my shrooms were plucked directly from the soil and popped into my mouth. But there has always been a truth-in-labeling problem in the clandestine recreational drug market...