Apparently my friend decided he didn't want to be my friend anymore because I hung up on him about he could be lieing about lacing the joint.

I mean, it could have been laced, I don't know. I don't think I was sick or anything, I think it just was a panic attack because I was incapable of moving and I wanted/needed to move so I can function. Whatever i had was some good shit for a half a joint to fuck me up as bad as it did lol.:stoned:

But yeah, I had the true pins and needles all over my body, because at the point where i was having my panic, I decided to go extreme on something, I decided to act like goku powering up and i was just yelling "BWAAAH" and thinking this little panic could go away, instead it got worse and the pins and needles were all over my body and puking continued on to its wonderful journey.:thumbsup: