Does anything outrageous come to your mind? I have something moronic, but it's a long story. I'll try to be brief. Whilst tripping, I went over to a friend's party, someone there (E) drunk dialed someone and was getting pissy with them about hitting a girl or something. So eventually, the kid who got called comes over with 5 or 6 kids ready to start a huge fight. "E" was having a panic attack or something and was in no condition to fight. No one else really felt like starting anything either, so we just kinda stood around and argue. This one short, fat ass from the group who showed up started instigating shit saying how he would find out who it was who called and it would beat them down. He claimed he had been to jail for stabbing someone. He accused literally everyone. When he got to me though I was just not going to have it, I denied it and I stood up to him telling him to basically fuck off because it wasn't me. I was tripping balls before, but when I had to argue, I honestly felt sober; it was strange. Anyways, I was literally inches from his face yelling that it wasn't me, but I knew who it was, but it was none of his fucking business. Anyways, he eventually backed down, and then singled out my friend Thomas, so I attempted to stop him again with more arguing. Luckily, things didn't escalate anymore. But to think, I could have gotten the shit beaten out of me, just for standing up for what was right is pretty scary. I should have just kept safe by keeping my mouth shut. Has anyone ever fought on acid? What is it like? In my sober feeling state, I think I could have took the fatty, one swing, then just keep going with it, if it's a fair fight; that should work I think. ________ Anyways, the doucheclan left after two older kids showed up and pretty much just talked to them and forced them to leave. It was either put up or shut up for the kids, who backed down. It was funny though, Kirtus (Thomas' older brother) came and was yelling at the fat kid saying things like "What if it was me? What the fuck are you going to do it? Fight me!" But it pretty much just kept going like that because the fat kid was ALL talk. anyways, sorry that was so long. Just an interesting story I though. Anyway
Dude, if you wouldent of had freinds with you, and youd of fought him, youd of killed him. Fighting on acid is the worst feeling in the world, but you will never be such a fucking beast. You deff coulda fucked fatty all up.
Also i once found myself tripping in the snow, and the fire wistles here sound the same as in Silent Hill, i ended up in the back of a rusted old dump truck from the 40s in fetal postiotion without my hoodie, but still my coat? lol craziness...
I was once tripping on a pier, and I had made friends with this cat who was a frequent scavenger of fish. I was sitting on a bench, completely immersed in my cosmic psychobabble, when some dipshit comes up and literally kicks the cat five feet into the air; this is where I lost my cool completely. I pulled out my knife and yelled at the motherfucker, "If you have a problem with that cat, you have a fucking problem with me." Needless to say, my pupils were huge and I looked like a maniac.. so the guy started panicking and nervously apologizing. Stupid fucker, NEVER hurt an defenseless feline. anyway, I probably shouldn't have pulled a knife on him, seeing as how im the antithesis of violent, but I feel an intrinsic necessity to protect my fellow animals.
I have a stupid thing, not a scary one, but... One time I was tripping with 5 friends, in the attic one of their houses. After we dropped, and before the peak 2 of my friends went out and walked to a small pizza shop down the block. The rest of us stayed to wait for the effects to take hold. Well, about an hour later we are all out of our minds trippin, We forgot all about the 2 who left for pizza. I got up an go to the bathroom and as I passed a window I hear yelling outside. "hey, hello, etc." I opened the window and saw its is the 2 guys who left for pizza. They were yelling something, but I couldn't quite tell what they are saying. I yelled out the window "hey, come on up" then I closed the window and continued to the bathroom. I went back up to the attic and sat back down and continued tripping balls and hanging with my 3 friends. 15 minutes later one of my friends mentioned the guys that went out for pizza, and I'm like yeah where the hell are those guys. I forgot about seeing them at the window. The conversation changed, 15 minutes later, out of nowhere it comes back to me and I blurt out "I saw them, I saw those guys out side." My friends all thought I was imagining shit, and at this point I couldn't tell if I really saw them at the window or not. Little did I know my friends front door always locks behind you when you leave, so my 2 friends were locked out of the house, and they had no cell phones. Just as we realized what happened we got a call and it was the 2 guys. They had eventually just walked to a friends house to call us. We unlocked the door and let them in and then we laughed our asses off for a good 10 minutes, and then randomly through out the night they all made jokes about how I was the one who locked them out. My friend said he clearly told me that they were locked out when I talked to them out the window.... but I don't recall that. It probably happened though, I was just tripping to hard to comprehend what he was saying. Hell, we were watching a youtube video of a guy pouring 2 pounds of weed on to a table and I had no fucking clue what was going on in that video. If I was too far gone to understand a simple video, there was probably a good chance I had no clue what my friend was talking about when he told me to open the door. Later that night(5am) I was in the mood to lay on the roof and watch the sunrise. So I go out to my car to get my sleeping bag. As soon as i get out the door I'm like "OH, fuck", I'm locked out.... And my cell phone is in the house. So I spend the next 4 hours tripping in my car out front of my friends house. I figure at this point all the guys are asleep and there is no way I'm getting back in the house till later in the afternoon, so I just drive home. I was done tripping so I had no problem driving.
huh, mine is kindof lame and amounts to nothing in comparion. I answered the phone. always a bad idea when tripping, especially when it is your father on the other end. luckily i maintained my composure, pushed through the feeling of "he knows im on drugs, doesnt he?", and finished the call safely. as i said, it sucks in comparison.
thought i was on a road and not a sidewalk and sprinted like a beast and almost knocked over my friend.
One time I had 4 very potent gel tabs. They were clear and more brittle than gummy. I took one and eventually began to trip. I wanted to take a little more but not a whole tab, so I decided to cut one in half. I took out the 3 remain tabs, and I took out a razor blade. At this moment I got the idea to just cut them all in half because I would be wanting to take 1 and a half again in the future. So I laid the 3 strip down and placed the razor on it to divide all the tabs with one cut. I applied a little pressure and suddenly the tabs broke into about 15 pieces an shot off my desk and onto the carpet. I played it cool, being that I was already tripping my mind didn't see this as a problem. One by one I picked up the little pieces and ate them till I couldn't find any more. I probably got all of them, I spent a while looking. So i ended up taking all 4 tabs... I wasn't expecting to it just happened. It was a crazy night after that.
stupid things on LSD... hmm... well when i was young and naive i was with these two people who obviously had a thing so i started yelling at them cause i wanted the chick to have a thing with me she did, but that's cause she was a big ho... and one time i dropped when i unknowingly had an sti ugh o_o the BEST thing i did on acid once, though (and some MDMA) i was walking down an alley with some friends and some fuckin hoods jumped us yo!!! one of my friends completely ditched... i started running and they just grabbed the other guy (he had a bunch of drugs on him, it was funny, he kept yelling, "I HAVE NO SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK") he yelled my name out and i was like :O i CANT leave a friend behind i came back and kicked all three of their asses and they ran away gooood times
my friend ate wood chips. I thought he was just tossing them in the air and catching them in his mouth, but the next day he was like 'why did I puke wood?', and i was like lolz.
Haha I have tried that before, except I used scissors to try to cut one. You don't expect the thing to go flying, but damn, they fly! It broke into about three pieces, one stuck to the scissors, one was on my car seat, and the third disappeared until like 2 weeks later lol
I would have kicked the fuckers ass, wouldn't have used the knife but would have left his face contrasting colours. Anyways, I can't think of any distinctly stupid things I have done, but I remember having quite the time trying to order a pizza. It took my friend an I over an hour to finally make up our minds and call in the order. "We'll have one 'great' pizza please" (that's what they called it in the phone book and for some reason it was hysterical).
E brings out the best and worst side of me...Depends on the setting Good side = wants everyone to connect and feel good Bad side = my ego grows and if someone wanted to know how good of a friend i was and decided to see if i would let them live or kill them i would let a person die if in the right situation.....Talk about a "killer headache"