Last Night- My second DXM experience.

It was not as amazing as my first. But that is simply because it was my first time and I really didn't know what to expect.

I drank an 8 oz bottle with one of my buddies. We smoked at our peak. Now this is the really interesting part. We had planned on smoking when we were peaking as we were. We had another one of our friends pack the bong (neither of us could coordinate ourselves to do so) and this is where I got really really fucked up. I took a huge rip, I just kept hitting it and would not stop. Since I can't cough whatsoever, I just kept nailing it. When I released the carb and cleared it, I exhailed a few seconds later. Now- I'm in a differant dimension. I got SO FUCKING HIGH on that one hit, I can't even explain it. I'm getting chills thinking about how awesome it was.

Anyways, we didn't even finish the first bowl before we set it down and forgot about it. At this point (and we both talked about this) we were both overwhelmed. Nodody talked for 20 minutes straight. I started to freak out because I was trying to talk to him and all I could get out of him was "uh", "huh" and words that sound similar to that. All of a sudden he starts puking, but it's odd because I can't remember what it sounds like.

After a while we compose ourselves and we enjoyed our trip.

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sound fuckin awesome man. peace.

you you reach the dxm peak it's so fuckin easy to toke, you can inhale massive amounts of smoke and not even feel it (see: dissociation of senses and that whole dex being a cough supressant :D) hahaha nice!

fuck yes man... im doing it with my roomate either tomorrow morning or wednesday.. it is going to be sweet... it will be his first time and I have begged him to do it... he said this will be his only time to do it but im hoping that he loves it so much that he does it all the time with me.... he drinks all the time so I think this would be better for him.

i documented my dxm/weed trip on a blog site if yall want ill post it...but it was amazing for me when i was smoking, i like...forgot how to cough i was like...i want to but how do i do it? oh well..

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Originally Posted by koshea

i documented my dxm/weed trip on a blog site if yall want ill post it...but it was amazing for me when i was smoking, i like...forgot how to cough i was like...i want to but how do i do it? oh well..

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post it dxm trips make me laugh when I read about them.

here ya go french



It started off a normal day, me waking up around 1:30 PM after being up until 4:00 AM toking in my garadge with friends. still slightly high i get on the computer. later that day, my buzz was deminishing and Ammie tells me i should do DXM. i went to a small store and stole 2 bottles of tussin. i began to feel the effects and immediatley decided to smoke a bowl out of my bong. a few hits and i was whiped out. i went inside and talked to ammie but my body felt...disconnected..from earth...i told her i had to go. at this point i went through a series of about 20 pass-outs and wake ups. completley not knowing what is going on. anyways, i felt dead. i was dead. i knew it, somehow i knew it...i saw things move. if anyone has ever seen "fear and loathing in las vegas" when Duke and Dr. Gonzo get to the lobby and the floor is moving thats what it was like to me. i was scared but intreauged so i kepd my composure. god talked to me. i didnt hear him or see him but i felt him and knew what he was saying.


for the record i hate tobacco i think it is filthy and disgusting but god told me to smoke a cigg and walk down the street. so i did. it was very foggy...extremley foggy...i thought it was like that becuase i had smoked out the world when i smoked my bowl out of the bong...well at 3:30 AM i was walking down the street with a cigarettet fucked up on DXM and looked cracked out. i see headlights...what could the be? they are moving? WHY? WTF..."its the ghost train" i say out loud. i believed it to be the ghost train. the raild collection system used to pick up souls from the dead. but i am safe. the ghost train cant take my soul away becuase i have a cigg. the train cant take me when i have a gigg i thought.

but what if the cigg runs out. panic and fear overwhelm me. before i freak out i see the driver. it is my brother. he rolls down his window and says "what the fuck are you dong? you look cracked out"..i walk home and converse with him...very uneasily...then i passed out on my bed.


the next day i had forgot it all but rememberd in time. DXM rocked my world and i love it. is it sad to get fucked up of cough syrup? maybe...but i say fuck you all it is the best drug i have ever done in my life