Not really a freak out, but a lesson learned. When I was 18-19 years old I knew a guy I scored weed from all the time, his prices were always high, but he always had weed. We would get stoned almost daily and play video games or do what ever. One day I was at a friends house and this guy came over with a bunch of shrooms he needed to get rid of quickly, which meant cheap. I thing I ended up paying him $40 for a 1/4 of mushrooms. Anyway, I gave hald to my friend and went on my way saving them for a rainy day/opportunity to take them. Fast forward a few days, a day came up when there was going to be no roommates and I decided this was going to be my time to eat some of the mushrooms. I got a call from the guy I scored weed from saying he just picked up and wanted to see what I was doing so I told him I had the house to myself and had some mushrooms I was saving and was going to take them that night. He comes over, we take some bong rips and chill for a few hours. I breakout the mushrooms and he gets all excited because he said he has never ate any before and that is fine by me because at this time I had only eaten them on two occasions. We both take a decent handful out of the bag and start chewing them up, while I was chewing on them I went to the kitchen to grab a couple beers, unknown to me at this time he spits out his mushrooms. About 45 minutes later i start feeling it, and if anyone has done mushrooms it comes on kind of slow and giggly so I start talking about it. At this point he decides to start fucking with me waving his hands around in my face and doing a bunch of stupid shit. At first I was telling him to chill out and leave me alone and it wasn't a huge deal. Then after another 20 minutes or so I started tripping pretty hard seeing textures move and showdowns becoming very interesting. He decided to turn up the hands waving in my face and making loud noises, which at this point was stressing me out. My solution was walking out the backdoor, going to the park down the road and chilling on the bench and walking around. The playground became a strange obsession for the rest of the night. I don't think he knew were I went, and that was a good thing. Anyway, not a freak out... but never take any kind of psychedelic around anyone unless you know they are on the level or will leave you alone.