I've had a few rushes.

I had one that was LSD fueled. I paid $5 for one sugar cube of this shit that kept me going for more than 12hrs, and I didn't sleep for a good 32hrs. I had bought about $100 worth of fireworks earlier that day and I wanted to get all tanked up, but a friendly, cheeky person was out that night. Giving out sugar cubed drops of enlightenment and bliss. Within the hour of taking it, I could feel it, and so could my other 3 buddies. We wandered around and hung out by the water. My one buddy was feeling it hard and he walked out into the middle of the river on a rocky island. I was quite a distance away, and he started blasting off these whistle rockets. It started driving me crazy as it was dark outside and I didn't know where he was. I got so freaked out, I started yelling, "where are you guys?!" and I lit up a firework, held it in my hand, and I was running up and down the paths with it going off, yelling my head off. When it ran out, I hear a hissing sound, then a flicker of a lighter, and a firework coming straight for me. My buddy on the island lit one up and it struck me in the chest. Didn't hurt much as he was a good 200ft away from me. The hissing sound was coming from near by ducks, and they hiss when you get too near. When I got up, I noticed a burn hole in my shirt and burning hair. The duck came after me and I was scared of it because of the acid! I could have just kicked the damn thing, but I was frightened.

Another time me and 2 other buddies were getting all tanked up and we went back to the LQ. store and picked up a L of R & R Whiskey. As we're walking back, like, a dozen of these little 15yr old kids jump out and say, very bluntly, "give us your bag" I was like, what?, no. His girlfriend is behind me and she clocks me straight on the back of the head. It dazed me, but before I knew it, my other 2 buddies were already smacking the shit out of 2 other kids. The other 7 or 8 kids ran away, except for the 2 getting punked on, and the other 2 I had too worry about, and his GF with the stick. I just went right into it, took off my jacket, hit one kid in the jaw, the other in the nose and that was that. I was shaking so much from andrenaline I wanted more, but they were done. If only I knew that was the end. Buddies GF comes at me again and KO's me right accross my face. It knocked me on my ass and as I'm down, she keeps hitting me the head with this stick, so I grabbed that stick, and I cranked her right in her pretty little lip. Yes, I hit a girl, but in self defense. She started crying instantly and yells, I'm charging you with assault!" Okay, who assaulted who here.

There have been many more times with fighting in the bar, being caught in the middle of a bar fight, etc...A lot of them happened while I was drinking. I was Satan himself when I drank.