Haha, yeah I was the same, a few hits and I was good. I knew fools that would wrap a 10 strip around their tongue and just fry hard. I'm too neurotic for all that, I'd end up thinking I was a glass of juice orange juice for the rest of my life.
Shrooms were a different story though. I'd eat stupid amounts, sometimes was cool, sometimes thought I was going to die, but I knew I'd always be ok in the end.
One time ate way too many, was watching Dragon Ball Z on the floor (somehow my mind projected the show from the TV to the floor). Got to be too much, I freaked out, stripped down naked, got under the covers, and as soon as I did, I was like, wtf was I tripping about? Ahhh, those were the days.