Whats the WORST thing thats happened to you when high

you lie
thats so fucked up man

 

thats bullshit

if you were really coked up someone would have noticed, and if you were outside, by you guyses car by a club or whatever and you shot him, someone would have seen you shoot him, if not the security guards would have ran you down, seeing as you wouldn't have been able to get far if you were so coked up. and if they would have caught you and you claimed it was self defence, you still would have been charged for being under the influence of all that shit and would probably serve jail time.

 

When your on coke it stimulates you, so running would be easier.

(correct me if I am wrong please)

 

Nothing smokin' but I was huffin' ether... fell through a screen door into a grill full of coal, on the edge of a bench, then rolled 10 yards domn the hill into a puddle. Talk about some buzz killer.

 

I belive the story, I would have done the same thing. cept Id have blown the back of his head out

 

i was stoned out of my mind walking home at like, 11pm. i had just bought half an ounce and this cop drives by me and starts to slow down. i guess i must have looked weird walking almost in the middle of the road at this time of night.. and without thinking i toss the sack into the woods.
well the cop saw me and i got taken home in the back. needless to say it sucked.
i thought i was on the tv show "cops" omg i was smacked....

 

hmmm...

Once, during my first year of smoking, my friend had some really fucking good weed, definitely better than anything I'd had, and we smoked a joint of this shit. Just one little joint. I don't really know what happened... I layed down on his bed and then sat up about five minutes later. I felt very dizzy and lightheaded (it was the first time I'd ever experienced that while stoned), and for some reason, I became convinced that I was going to die. I couldn't catch my breath or understand what my friend was saying, so I just started gasping and saying "help me!" over and over again. After about ten minutes, although it felt like hours, this went away and we began watching fear and loathing.

About five minutes after we put the movie in, apparently I wasn't as straight as I thought I was, because his mom walked in and asked me if I was hungry, but I couldn't really process the question, so I just sort of grinned and turned around to Stephen and said "W-Whhhhaaat?!?" and then burst out laughing.

 

dude im so not lying and its fucked up that u would think so. Really wish u could know me and seen what happened befpre judging me. Why would I spend so much time writing that if it wasnt true? Your quite a douche for thinking it. If u dont believe me, u can ask me anything about that situation. I was in JFK hospital in edison nj, the club was the colleseum in sayrville nj, We got the coke from carteret near the dock. And the rehab i was in was endeavor house. but hey u can judge me all u want. Ive had a fucked up life and i dont need a dildo like u to tell me im lying. I lived it and i know its true. Oh and the fucks name i shot was jimmy dietz. He went to jail shortly after for dealing coke. Eat me.

 

totally man, come see me, hang out with me, then you'd know better. Security in the colo in sayerville haha dont make me laugh they didnt give a shit until they heard the gun go off. Jail time? no he was wanted for narcotic distribution he never went to the cops. Plus i only clipped the side of his neck and made a nasty gash. and scince u dont know the area, and how that parking lot is i doubt ud be saying it. Its huge and people are constantly flying in and out of it when its a party night. douche

 

Whether the story is BS or not is really none of my concern; but one thing I can certainly vouche for is everything he said about Sayreville and the Collosseum. The parking lot at that place isn't well lit at all, and unless you're right outside of the front door, there is no security anywhere. Sayreville in general is just a shitty/shady area of Jersey. It's got just as fucked up crime as Jersey City or Camden, but not nearly as many cops and shit to do anything about it.

 

You're right.

 

Realized that my friends are almost all drama queens and pessimists, are plagued with problems that I don't have, and that I often have more fun on my own. Kind of a bummer but also pretty liberating too.

 

I get really introverted sometimes, and then everyone always asks 'dude, are you ok?' huge buzz kill. Had to talk to a cop once, that wasn't fun, then running into parents when you don't expect to :S

 

NorthernLytes, I believe you.

There was too much to that story for it to have been fake. Really, when people lie they tend to be vague so as to not raise questions... Common sense.

 

Shit... the same thing has hapened to me recently.. some of my friends are just living fake shity lives... and some are so moody and pesimistic.. always taking the piss outa people... im not sure if its the being high that makes me imagine it all or if its generaly true though..


and as for the worst thing.. hmmm

I had just got prtty high with a mate.. and ventured home to space out in my room.. I got to my room and next minute my dad calls round (mum n dad r split up) he calls me down n said he needed to talk to me.. with the whole family in the living room.. so i started to fucking shit myself cus i thought a family member had died or sumthing.. being paranoid n all.. and i was spacing out also, so i had to put on my sober act and go downstairs..

i got downstairs, expecting terrible news and wandering how i should react being so high n all.. my eyes were jumping all over the place...

then out of nowhere my dad hands me a flight ticket to portugal, for my bday (my mates were already gouing but i didnt have the money) .. and a camera was wipped out to get my reaction etc.. and i was stuck in this kinda stoned confusion.. while trying to work out how one should react to getting a present while sober... and i just freaked out n had to lie down for a while after....

 

ahaha thats the funniest thing i have read in a while.





personally for me, having never been caught by anyone - parents, cops, teachers whatever. i just hate having the really close calls to getting busted.. cause afterwards even if nothing is happening you still trip out about all the little minor details and possibilities. I find that it diminishes my high and makes the whole thing a rather unpleasant experience.

and the worst is when you like finish your stash and have a big sesh and then almost get busted. ie. One time i was sitting on my porch hitting some bongs because my parents were at a party and they were not supposed to be coming home. unfortunately i did not think that my dad would need to come home and change.. so as his car pulls in the driveway i clear the final bowl of my stash, notice the car and freak out
i just stood up and tried to grab everything i had out with me (weed tin, lighter, bowl poker thingy, bong) and as i picked it up and held it behind myself i just casually waved to him in the car and booked it inside. Once inside i ran upstairs and put on my bathing suit, did a little bit of cologne, and some visine. After navigating my way through the house i blabbered something about going for a swim since someone is home now and ran to the pool to sober up. I figured if he said anything about my eyes being red ( yeah, i forgot that i had put in visine ) i could just blame it on the chlorine, plus i wouldnt smell and i would have ditched my smelly clothes before seeing him again.

anyways, my dad's never smoked pot so he diddnt smell anything and i just talked to him as intelligently as i could. He left for the party and that was the end of the whole ordeal.