My Friend is mildly retarded

Well I hate to admit to this lame story. But, me and my friends were in my basement and he was rolling joints. And before I go on, I have gotten high a lot, enough to know what happened this night was not anywhere near what i get from a marijuana high. Anyways, apparently my friend rolled two of these joints with receipts. (yeah i know) These receipts, had ink on them; like most. So without noticing till midway into the second joint that this was the case. I smoked them. I continued smoking till it was gone then knew that if I was going to do anymore he would have to roll a real joint. The first 15 minutes or so I was fine, it was a pot high it was like the same ol', same ol'. Then as I sat there on the couch. I began to notice my friend was shaking. I then started to shake myself, and it was clearly not cold in the room. My arms laid lifeless on the couch and I started to notice that they felt numb, almost tingly sensation in my arms. They felt heavy and it was as if I couldn't move them without using my strength. I started to have a sudden scary feeling. My heart started to beat faster than normal. I looked around and everything had this eary feeling to it. I ran upstairs and looked at the kitchen for no reason and came back down. I told everyone I was on inhalents. They had no idea what I meant. I was thinking of those lame ass health videos they have you watch were the douche kid in the denim jacket from the 80's dies the first time of inhalents. I kept thinking, well I just purely inhaled ink. I told my friends and they must of thought i was stupid. My one friend, didn't think it was weird for he was probably having the same feeling cause he continued shaking sitting in the same position. My teeth began to feel numb, and it was like I had novicain in my mouth. I told everyone that I was going to die. I said that I needed to call my mom. Then all of sudden as I told them that I thought I was on inhalents again and those movies say you die the first time. They said "thats bull shit dude" and for some reason there no logic words calmed me down. The rest of the time, my mind was set on well if I die, I die. I cannot help it. I stayed where I was, I managed to be unable to hold a coke and sip it without shaking and dropping it. I went to the bathroom to take a piss and for some reason my eyes looked funny to me, I looked funny to me in the mirror. I came back and saw my friends smoking a joint, and they told me they ran out of fluid. We went upstairs to get lighters and we are in this circular room with lots of windows. Suddenly I had a semi-hallucination, the room turned into some kind of lighted up beauty in the beast ballroom. I couldn't help but laugh. But then I started to feel fucked up again, a warm sensation ran through my body. Then it felt like little trickles of ink were running in my chest. But I knew it was just me. Then i started to feel cold again. I feared for my life, I thought I would drop dead of inhalents poisioning. I went back downstairs and they put in harold and kumar. THey turned off my light and turned on my black lights. At this point, the room was kind of purple,blue, dark colored space mix. I didn't dare peak out of my covers, for some reason I thought if I relaxed I wouldn't die. I passed out and woke up maybe a half hour later. I decided I had to go to bed and if I didn't wake up, my family could worry about that. (I didn't make sense) I blacked out maybe 4 seconds after hitting the bed.


Now with this gigantic enormous story, there is a point, trust me. DOES ANYONE, I mean anyone know that this incredibly farfetched and long story is obviously from the ink on the receipts. And if I just never expeirenced a really really high sensation. Because nobody in my town thinks that the ink on the receipt could have done anything but ware and tear at my body. I've googled this shit a million times and found nothing about smoking a receipt. Probably because my friend is the only stupid fucker to do that. Anyone got anything?

While burning ink is definitely gonna do terrible things to your lungs, I don't think it's the cause of your hallucinations. I think you can chalk that up to pure ol' worrying too much. You'd be surprised what your mind can make you think you're seeing.

the only thing that i think of something like that that would give you hallucinations would be plastic...

i was stupid and tried to make a bong out of a pen which was plastic.. it looked good but burned it and smoked it and my lungs were shitty for the 3 days and i could hear and see shit...
but i dunno about the ink thing man.. could be possible

I have no idea what you smoked, but the actual bud sounds like an indica

"My arms laid lifeless on the couch and I started to notice that they felt numb, almost tingly sensation in my arms. They felt heavy and it was as if I couldn't move them without using my strength."

That was just the strain of weed, i highly doubt that part was caused by anything in the weed/paper.

I have smoked from reciepts before many a time when I had nothing else to use and I really think you are just parinoid about it you just got some good bud and it must have messed with you

Same here. But seriously, does a dollar really kill you for some papers?

Weird. I've smoked a joint made from lined paper before and never encountered hallucinations. Eshelmen, can smoking plastic really make you hallucinate? :confused: That's strange...

I've felt like that before, dude...I am sure it's just the bud.

There isn't enough ink on a receipt to do anything to you!

Also...you know sometimes you get a really good high - sometimes you may get a little paranoid off different weed - sometimes you get really tired and sometimes you get energizes...all depends on the bud!

I've been smoking for a LONG time and I have felt like I was trippin a little on some kinds of bud....So don't worry....

They unfortunately don't have bud THAT good here!!!!:rasta:

Ya dude, you just smoked some decent bud and started to get all paranoid.

or even more likely your dealer laced your weed with 20$ worth of coke, just to fuck with you.

oh wait, nevermind. thats just what every newbie thinks when they smoke some good weed.

You just smoked some good dank my friend. You have to learn how to relax when you're that high.

Paranoia.... it happens

ohh and don't smoke ink bro...

And whats this about inhalents? I hope to God you and your friends werent huffing lighter fluid, because thats the dumbest thing Ive ever heard. Dumber than thinking that if you kill yourself in the name of Allah, therell be 77 virgins waiting for you.

It's possible that you smoked treated paper used in thermal printers. It doesn't use ink, but they'res all kinds of crap that go into making it. Keep some regular papers handy in the future.

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Originally Posted by Tom Swierzbinski

And whats this about inhalents? I hope to God you and your friends werent huffing lighter fluid, because thats the dumbest thing Ive ever heard. Dumber than thinking that if you kill yourself in the name of Allah, therell be 77 virgins waiting for you.

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LMAO.

Alright, I'm curious. Do you really hallucinate off of smoking plastic?

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Originally Posted by gjpop2000

LMAO.

Alright, I'm curious. Do you really hallucinate off of smoking plastic?

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only one way to find out..

if you're taking allergy medications or anything that could play a big part in it

The lighter fluid was merely to put in the lighters to light stuff, you know fire? The only reason that I was telling my friends I was on it, because I was that parinoid and that bad that I must have been convinced no pot could bring this feelings. I'm sure it was one of the two laced or dank as shit!

well one time i got my ass locked up and spent 6 fucking long weeks in prison
i shared this cell with a smackhead and to be honest he was quite a laff
well he got some resin smuggled in on one of his visits and we were like cant wait till lockup tonight only to realise that we dident have one rizla between us we looked around the cell for something to roll it up with couldent find nothing
in the end he pressed the buzer and askes for the prisons holy guy
he turned up and he gave him a bible and said may the lord be with you and some shit we both said thankyou father with big grins on our faces
then he fucked off at about 10 mins after he left we both ripped a center page out of this bible rolled up a joint and stuck it down with the glue off one of our envelopes
it worked wonders and while we were blazing we were laffing our asses off saying shit like we have sinned
lol
cheers all :)

Ive had that before where you think that your just playing a role in a movie and that you cant help, or change what is going to happen to you and during the high its just like a revolation goes off and your like its gonna happen one way or another. But you get sober the next day and your fine.

If you for sure felt numb it might have been laced with coke.