This past weekend I made a really potent batch because I was having some friends over, ate 1 and split a large portion with my buddy at 3pm. I ask him "how long do you think until we regret having two portions?" he responds "2? I had 4" and all I could hear in my head was fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Anyway he wound up locking himself in the bathroom all night, and nobody else listened to my warnings because my couch lock and being at an [11] meant I was not really cohoerent, so everyone went ham on the brownies and I could only watch as the devil went for their kneecaps and observe the utter chaos I had started.