Holy Fuck

Okay everyone. Gather around in a circular formation because I'm about to tell my weekly Friday night story.

So it's like 7 o clock and it's just me and my buddy sittin' there. We just had a session and then all of a sudden everyone (like 12 people) come barreling through the fuckin' door.

In a matter of 2 seconds it went from me and my buddy sitting there listening to some Sabbath to a big fuckin' party. As soon as my friend who got us the liquor handed me the bottle I started pouring drinks and shit. I was drunk like 5 minutes after the bottle was handed to me.

It's like 9 now and everyone is hammed. My friend calls me over into the other room and asks how much blow were getting. No one else wanted to pitch and I was pissed so I went into the other room and convinced 3 other people to pitch with us.

They were all being slumlord idiots and were like "I'm only pitching 5 bucks" or "I only have 10 bones". I was pissed but then I said "sure, thats enough but your only getting what you paid for". Then they finally caved in and pitched 25 each.

I wanted to get a ball and so did my other friend so we had to pitch 55 skins each. It was worth it though.

I was so hammed at this point. I was halfway done my twixer and the night was just beginning. All of a sudden my friend runs down the stairs and starts dancing because he got the blow.

He cut a little bit of it up so we could each take a line. People were trying to get free lines but I kept hacking their dreams to bits and told 'em they didn't pitch so they aren't getting any whites. I'm not givin' any fuckin' blow away when I paid double than almost everyone else.

I took my line and it got me pretty lit. It was awesome. Then my friend was like "thats it everyone out to the fuckin' garage" because he said it was too noisy in the basement. We moved out there and it was cold at first but then it stopped being cold for some unknown reason.

It was sick, people were drinking and partyin'. The place was full of dope and liquor.

At this point it's like 11. All of a fuckin' sudden our buddy Spider shows up. I started laughing so hard because it was like all of our friends were in one place at once. He starts tellin' us how much dope he has and I thought he was just fuckin' around and making it up. But then he pulls out two big ass bags of weed. It was a fuckin' pound of weed. I was like "yo spider you shouldn't be walkin' around with all that dope man". Then he's like "ain't nobody gonna fuck with me man, not with this shit" and he starts sparkin' off a taser. I've seen tasers before but his was fucked. It was like one of those little handheld ones that old ladies have but this one extends sort of like an extendo so you can have a long reach.

I was just so fucked up at this point. I couldn't believe all the stuff that was happening around me.

Then he taps me on the shoulder and shows me a sandwich bag with like 15 of those big viles all full of K. Normally I'd shit my pants if I saw that much K but this guy always has that much so it's almost a normal part of my life these days.

I'm like "niiice were doin' all those tonight?" I was joking obviously but then he says "nah.. were doin' 2 though" and I couldn't believe it.

He starts pourin' huge ass bumps on people hands so they could do it. Everyone was all K'd out and drunk. I was on K,coke, and I was drunk as fuck all at once.

Then I said "okay, us 5 downstairs" and I started pointin' at people.

All of the people who pitched on blow went downstairs and Spider came too. When we got downstairs we busted up more lines and got even more lit. I took two lines this time (coke lines).

I was just sitting there. My body was so fucked up and it was hard to move because of the K but my mind was going all crazy because of the blow but the alcohol just evened them both out somehow.

We went back outside and started smokin' a bunch of fuckin' dope.

Here's the weird fuckin' thing.

I don't really remember anything happening after I had a session. I can remember bits and pieces of the night like 2 of my other buddies showing up later and I remember seeing one of my friends puke because that was hilarious. But I remember nothing else.

I remember getting home and coming onto this site for a second but I was too fucked to post. I just went and laid in my bed with the light on until I fell asleep. It was fucked.

 

Hahaha.
God damn.

You have the best friday's

 

I am on the phone, read in few

 

Yeah. I like to party.

I used to hate blowing lots of money on one night but now I don't mind it because if I get really fucked up it's worth it.

 

cc get off the yola's nuts. stick with the K and drank:cheers2:

 

No way man. K is too fucked up sometimes.

I just love coke. Like I'm a partying kind of person, I like to be all fucked up so I can walk around joining into conversations and shit lol.

If I'm on K I'll just sit there all fucked up and retarded.

 

coke is laaame. it's you're money though..

 

i thought you were on a break from weed. or at least not gonna do coke anymore.

 

coke is not my cup of tea

 

was this post necessary?

 

I took a 1 month and 1 week break from weed. Then I started again.

I started doing blow again but only on friday nights. I'll only do coke if I'm already drunk though. I hate being sober and doing coke.

I just love to fuckin' party.

 

yes :tongue: forgive me for being high

 

I only do coke because I can afford it. I wouldn't do it if I had like no money. Sure I blew $55 just on coke last night but it made the night so much more worth it.

 

i agree with twang. yayo is too much money and not enough fun. k is sure some crazy shit tho. lol. wow cc it's a wonder you can still spell your name after a night like that.

 

I beg to differ!

 

hey it's what ever man. you can do all the coke you want. i was just putting it out there as my personal opinion =]

 

i would have rather smoked $55 worth of weed

 

me to

 

Hahah that sounds like a fun ass time. I wish my Fridays were that eventful!