So, Chris and Rich are in the University Center and notice these mushrooms in the planters. They are convinced that these are the good kind of mushrooms. They harvest them, dry them out in the oven, grind them up and consume them.
Then they almost die. Or at least feel like it. Stuff coming out of every end imaginable. Bringing up the eternal question- does one choose to vomit on a towel and shit on the toilet? Or does one vomit in the toilet and shit on the floor? Chris chose the former, and I have to agree.
So after 2 days of this, things settle. And Chris is summoned to his unstable girlfriend's side. She wanted him to spend the night. And "No, honey, I'm in bad shape," wasn't an option. So since he was worried that he might shart in the night, they devised a garbage bag diaper for him. Thus trussed up he slept. (I'm thinking not much nookie...)
When he woke, he was very unsettled to note that it was very wet in the bag. He thought- "oh no, I've crapped myself." But was relieved to note that he was just sodden with sweat from the bag.
He said that he was convinced after the near-religious experience of purging so strongly that he was clean inside and would never have to eat again.
I'm a guessing that he discovered differently...
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