this is one of the worst. a junkie friend of mine once told me during a rare episode of full consciousness that they (a large rural tribe of wackos) did stramonium (jimson weed) that as you may know means atropine galore and hard to dose..after a while they got so high that they had to barricade the windows and segregate themselves in groups of two in different closed rooms to avoid violence, suicide and autolesionism going rampant among them: each one had to watch his buddy and stop him / her if attempting something stupid like chopping fingers off and stuff. they never tried that again. or me traveling with a van of people i stopped on the road, we passed a lot and i mean a lot of police road blocks and only at the end of the journey i discovered they had a kilo or more of a strange white powder (ketamine) *shivers* ... i abandoned them and went my way barefoot on scorching hot asphalt. everything else but not, not getting caught with a band of underage shithead pushers. not that. hope this helps you diverting your attention to something less stupid.
hmm shit I was hoping to have something good to put in here but jagerhans just about topped anything I have to offer :cheers2: hmm well I nearly set a huge barn full of hay bales on fire last week tripping off my face after somehow managing to climb to the top in the pitch black...when I realised I couldnt get down I was getting ready to set up camp and live there. Had a few cans with me and some beans so I thought I could happily live there for a good month or two, was just getting ready to light a fire when I realised (in one of those clarity gaps in a trip) wait hold on a second....what in the flying fuck am I doing 60 foot high on a load of hay bales?...wait...how the fuck did I actually get up here!? luckily I was somehow able to half fall/half climb back down, manically laughing all the way....good times :sifone:
I remember I did shrooms and like, basically, I just flipped a shit. I walked outside and everything was 2d so I decided to go lay down a little. Then I blacked out, and woke up under my friend's computer screaming, so I blacked out again, and woke up with one of my buddies dancing over me with a blanket trying to trip me out. Then I blacked out AGAIN! and woke up in a room with nobody in it talking to myself for what seemed like forever, and the clock said help (digital clock). so I blacked out yet again and woke up outside on the grass sitting down screaming and pulling grass out of the lawn, like, destroying it. So I wandered into the bedroom and blacked out and woke up and everything was good. So, my friends told me this whole time I was just screaming and tripping balls. At the one point I was calm, I ripped grass from the ground, got up, and started rubbing it on different trees saying "Here you go buddy, they won't hurt you any more" The clearest part I remember was when I was on my buddie's bathroom floor and I heard voices shouting at me and heavy laughter, then I was like, "I'm trippin" and it went away immediately. Did I have a bad time though? Nah. Will I do shrooms again? Definitely
Well it was my first time and I had 2 grams of albino penis mv's, which are super potent, the dealer warned me but, me being me I gobbled em' down haha. Thanks for the A+
:rofl: :smilielol5: I know they're real but still....now you can say you had an albino penis in your mouth....:smilielol5:
oh haha. it's ok man I've made the same mistake. But yeah, I suppose I have had an albino penis in my mouth, and I went crazy. I go crazy for albino penis in my mouth. Oh god.
its the only time ever that that sentence is going to be a good thing I'll stick to my liberty caps and anyway your in London why the fuck arent you just picking? tis the season to be tripping
I was in Florida at the time. Nobody wants to trip here any more, well, not for a month or two, they don't remember Summer at all haha. But I'm always like, "let's do shrooms. let's do acid" never happens
but its mushy season right now...for the next month or two tripping is 100% free! im off anyway before my laptop dies
The first time I smoked a bong I didn't know that taking huge rips would get you fucked up and I did way too many and thought I was dying. I laid down on the floor at my ex boyfriends and literally thought I was dying. After that he wanted me to help him carry a coffee table up the stairs for him and my arms couldn't even lift it haha
While both my friend and I were on 3 really good hits of acid each, we're walking around New Haven green. I decide I want a milkshake, so we start walking towards Ashley's, we get near there, I decide I don't want a milkshake anymore and we go into Gourmet heaven and I just buy a Vitamin water. So we go into the the island in the center of the street and sit down on the bench and debate what we're going to do, and in the meantime listen to this Jamaican guy next to us talk on the phone because we loved his accent. And, I can provide a visual of where everything is about to happen! (this entire area was covered in cop cars by the end of it) That island in the middle basically where the purple flowers on it end is where we're sitting, that umbrella on the sidewalk across from it is where the crazy guy will appear in this story. So we're sitting there, and all of a sudden a cop car comes out of nowhere, parks on the shoulder and in the process hits something. So we spent the next 5 minutes joking about whether the cop hit something or not(he in fact did hit a parking meeter) when this guy comes out of Gourmet heaven screaming something about how his dad died on Iwo Jima fighting Japanese people(apparently thinking the operators of Gourmet heaven are Japanese, they're Hispanic.....) and all kinds of crazy incorrect historical facts about the Japanese before the 2 cops that were there tackled him to the ground. Problem over right? No. He starts screaming/crying more, "I didn't doooo anythiiiiiiiiing" and ect along those lines. But......they keep outside on the ground, for like 30min like they didn't know what to do with him. In the process like 20 cops showed up, including some detectives, and 2 ambulances. I remember even specifically saying "wow, I've never felt this safe around this many cops while on this much acid" But he was just left on the sidewalk screaming for so long, and such a crowd started to gather around it. And some people tried to film it and this started all new kinds of mayhem of public vs police. Eventually they took him away on an ambulance, but jeez a circus formed all around that. Especially where we were sitting, our little group was me(the hippie looking kid) my friend(the goth looking kid) some really asian woman who had to have been a Yalie, this punk skateboarding kid, and the Jamaican guy all discussing this. I wish I had a picture of us together. This would've been crazy under normal circumstances, but watching it on acid and everything around us, jeez. http://www.yaledailynews.com/news/c...fly-man-arrested-at-gourmet-heaven-for-theft/ That's the article about it. Why it sucks so much in it's description was because about an hour after it stopped, we went back to Gourmet heaven to get more liquids. Well while I was paying there was reporter from the Yale newspaper trying to get the story, but the guy behind the counter wouldn't talk about it really. So I made the joke of "oh god that guy, that guy was insane" Which was a mistake. Now he started asking me questions, and I could not remember facts all that well at the time, and all I could think about was how goofy this guy looked.(No really he looked really goofy, the most horrible mix of indie kid/hardcore Yale preppy) and I'm like "ahhh, where is my friend" but she had gone to the bathroom inside and of course had got stuck in the mirror for a few minutes and finally when she came back out had little to add to my nonsense. But yes, that entire article is nothing but the vague recollections of 2 people on a lot of acid who wanted this weird guy to stop asking them questions. I don't even know if the part about him going into the bathroom and being on videotape is true, that's just what I heard from other people right after it first ended
That sounds amazing haha. Jamaicans trip me out, well, they ones I see. There's one I saw while trippin here in London and he's like, 7 feet tall (no joke) and he's got massive dreads, wears trench coat, speaks really weird, and walks with a limp. He's homeless and just roams London and I see him every now and then and say hi and shit, he's really polite and he's pretty cool but, he trips me out so fucking hard haha. Anywho, top notch story man
a couple years back at a festival i was on all kinds of shit.. i had been drinking for basically the past 60+ hrs out of a 3 day weekend.. this was the final night.. i had ate a few chocolates... also had ingested a couple brownies... so me and a buddy are standing by the portojohns talking to a couple girls.. when suddenly i go "oh my god Wes... the moon.. ITS HUGE!" and he looks off and looks back at me and goes "yeah.. i guess so" and im like "NOOO.. over there!" and point to this big whiteness over across the way... and my buddy puts his hand on my shoulder and goes "Eric.. that's a fucking billboard"
10K 08' After a day off dancing my ass off.. smoking more than enough opium... eating mushrooms all day long.. smoking all day long.. drinking.. and taking an assortment of benzos and other opiates... my camp mates come back from George Clinton.. wasn't really feeling it.. so i went back to camp to eat more mushies.. smoke some more opium and snort some more dilly.. anyways.. they see me sprawled out in a chair.. and they are like "whoa.. how the hell are uuuuuuuu" "I'M FLOOOAAAAATIIIIINNNNNNNNNG ON AAAIIIIIIRRRRRRRRR" they all broke out in mass hysteria