my hippy friend told me he went to disneyland once tripping with some buddies, and Goofy walks up and starts doing his Goofy thing. Friend says "Goofy man, stop weirding us out, we're tripping balls"
Goofy whispers back "Dude, me too!"
pooooossibly a true story.
And i don't know about the dutch locals, man. I remember sitting in a coffeeshop in leidseplein, twisted with fear because a local guy was smoking a massive bong while sipping a beer and reading the paper while I had had a few hits from a Jack Herer spliff and was almost hallucinating. I think they must just smoke less brain-melting stuff.