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Now, I don't think I'll ever dip back in again... but mostly, because I'm scared of it...and I've done way to much for my own good, as it is now.

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You pretty much summed it up. My group of friends spent an amazing summer experimenting with some pretty good (clean) acid. We didn't know what we were getting into, basically just a bunch of redneck stoners and beer drinkers. We eventually figured it out as we learned to manage our trips by planning and controlling our location, company, music, and other drugs. We learned what all the hippies and Dead Heads already knew. Friends, love, and music are good. Hate, violence, and sirens are not. Eventually we all managed to experience a few bad trips mixed in with many good ones. As I grew older and tripped less frequently, the experiences were more likely to focus on personal reflection, self examination, soul searching etc. Very interesting and educational but not the carefree fun of before. I didn't really make a decision to quit it just sort of happened. I'm still friends with a few of those guys and it seems we all sort of stopped tripping around the same time for the same reasons. It just got a little too intense, scary and emotionally taxing. I figured "Self-limiting" summed it up pretty well as it seems to be a consistent timeline of use-quitting among most trippers.

Reality loss and delerium are words that I am very familiar with. Acid dreams, and acid nightmares becoming real. I had major breaks in reality when I was sober....

I had a vial at one point...ate way too much of it for my own good.

The good thing about hallucinagens is, most people grow out of them. Though, I'll still trip every once in a while on mushrooms... but not nearly as much as I used to.

once i peed on somones car when i was drunk as fuck becuase i thought it was funny....


the next day i awoke to the plesant sight of my car coverd in my own urine

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Originally Posted by koshea

once i peed on somones car when i was drunk as fuck becuase i thought it was funny....


the next day i awoke to the plesant sight of my car coverd in my own urine

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I peed on a person's computer table.... I'm not proud of it, but I did it. I was drunk. I don't remember why or how it happened. I didn't even know I did it until the week after.... when someone told me that I did. I still doubt that I did, but, the evidence points to me.

I don't remember when this happened, maybe eight months ago or somethin my friend Andy (aka Juggalo420) was in some AOL chatrooms where he had met up with a couple juggalos who happened to be flying...hell I don't remember where from, to my city for Fright Fest so it must have been in October.
He brought up that he could help me push a good amount weed to some kids he met online who were going to be staying at a hotel in the area, and says that they'll call me, because he gave them my number. Later that week I recieved a call from a number I did not recognize, the caller left me a message informing me him and his friend were in the area as stated on the internet and were looking for a hook up.
I didn't think it would go down, since it really seemed like a stupid idea in the first place. Andy happened to have a car that night and I had just been fronted an ounce.
So either they called back or I forced the dxm addict to call them and found out they were staying in a hotel pretty much across the street from where my house was and were looking to get a half ounce. We agreed on $130 as I remember. I figured I should just give it a try considering that if they had flown in, they likely wouldnt have any weapons and andy was large. Me and andy met with two of my other friends, N and C who I believe were fucking at the time. C drove the car to the hotel from his house across the city where they said they would be waiting in front of their room door. They were easy to recognize, since one was reppin' hatchet man on his shirt.
We pulled in the empty parking space in front of the window of their room, only me and andy got out of the car. I don't remember anything of the introduction, but we followed them into the room and closed the door. They got the cash while I pulled out the half ounce. It was some pretty good bud, dense nugs with red hairs. We did the trade, I remember one of the bills was either a hundred or two fifties and the Juggalos whose names I forget were commenting on how dense the shit was.
They had offered a smoke up, so me and andy pulled up a couple chairs and one of them packed my glass piece with a generous bowl. As we were smoking there was conversation of such things as music and drugs including dxm, ecstasy and crack. (There is a junkie clinic next to the establishment)
They seemed to be very nice people, which is an oxymoron in my area.
Eventually we departed, alive and stoned to take the ride back to C's area where we smoked more.
I was unable to attend Fright Fest, Andy, C and N did however and saw them at the show. Appearently they had smoked most of the weed the prior night.
Fright Fest ended in a riot, Andy was maced.

Nullific, I was expecting someone to get stabbed or something.

Smoking a joint in my living room when my mom got home--four hours early. I stubbed the j and somehow managed to clear out the smoke/distract her. I promptly went upstairs and had a heart attack.

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Originally Posted by UserName AlphaNiner

I peed on a person's computer table.... I'm not proud of it, but I did it. I was drunk. I don't remember why or how it happened. I didn't even know I did it until the week after.... when someone told me that I did. I still doubt that I did, but, the evidence points to me.

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My friend shit in someones pond....when he was sober >.<

eh theres been a lot of good times, yet my memory sucks (go figure..)
anyway I remember when one of my friends turned 18, she had a hotel party. I had 100 proof peppermint schnapps (smelled like latex gloves) They had asked me what I wanted, so I said schnapps, and apparently 100 proof is all they had. So I drank that, from a cup, and used some smirnoff as a sort of chaser. Then a bowl or two was smoked, and me and another friend decided we needed some food. So we ventured off into the hotel to find a vending machine. On the way back, we started falling asleep in the stairwell. I dont know how long we were there, but when we got back, we were doing shots of UV vodka blue. very good. However, after most people had left, I still insisted on doing 'birthday shots' in honor of my friend. Needless to say, I started falling asleep in someones arms (er..between two people) then my friend rescued me by pointing out that fact, and I moved to my own bed. When I woke up the next morning, I was the most hungover I had ever been. Everyone got up and drank smirnoffs, me, I barfed just hearing them talk about it. We checked out, dropped someone somewhere, and I barfed again on their street. Then we were gonna go to the mall and shop, but i was like "I dont feel so good again..." and they were like, "lets just take you home..." They dropped me off, and I ran into my house with my hand over my mouth, right past my mother.
The thing is..I wasnt in trouble. She laughed and gave me shit, told me i was cute. yeah...

one persons falling asleep is anothers passing out. : p