Back in the day of my novice and reckless usage I recall a few days of waking up with odd things. It seems xanax used to give me ninja hands. And still gives some of my friends that urge. I bring this up because I woke up with a bunch of new toiletries.. deodorant/toothbrush/body spray/body wash. I was like "wtf". That has happened to me in years, and pisses me off since I usually stay home and don't take those obscene doses. I know you druggies have xanax stories. Let's fuckin' hear them, if you can remember!
Like my second time with xanax me and a friend took 4mg, while another friend just smoked weed. my friend that took 4mg blacked out, then it gets fuzzy, woke up in the morning and my friend that only smoked weed said that I tried to tea bag my friend that had already blacked out, but when i got my pants and boxers down to my ankles I walked towards him and tripped and just laid on the ground and laughed uncontrollably for a few minutes and then passed out myself.
one of the first times i took klonopin (i know you said xanax but same idea) i had 7 1mg pills (keeping them all on me was a huge mistake) and i only planned to take 1 or 2mg and chill. well, pretty soon i had taken all 7mg went home, my friend came over and i grabbed a few beers from my uncles fridge (had no intention of ever doing this, got in trouble for it later), and jumped in my friends car with the bottles on my lap. we get down the street and he realizes i'm insanely fucked up so he decides to drop me off at a local parking lot about a minute from his house so i don't see his dad coming in, and i jump out of the car forgetting about the beer and all of the bottles fall and shatter on the parking lot at like 3 PM with tons of people around. i picked up the bottom peice of one of them and tried salvaging a few sips of beer (i was 17 lol), apparently laughing really loudly (i have no memory of this whatsoever). i smoked some weed, and ended up walking home later that night, i guess. i woke up the next morning still really fuzzy with a half smoked grape cigar sitting on my desk. i don't even smoke cigars.
OMG haha dont even get me started! In my mid teens I was into xanax alot and would dose it all the time and go to the mall. I would ALWAYS wake up with new things, and no money missing. First time I did xanax I was on 4mg and I was trying to buy a holder for my cell phone from a guy working at a stand. He wanted thirty bucks for it so I said fuck that, did a loop around the area, then I walked back and shoved that shit in my pocket. I never steal when Im not on xanax though. And when your have benzos on you, dont expect to have any the next day. I had twenty three mg of xanax in my pocket one day. That was a bad day.
i get 120 1mg klonopins and 60 1mg xanax a month and i always have extras at the end of the month.i eat what i need for the effect i want and put the bottles where i wont find them. but the only thing they do to me is knock me the fuck out.
haahahaahaaaha omg that is so fucking funny! cherokees n prones are great too. lol dnt really fuck wit xanax alot.... one time took 4mg and SUCKED at beer pong. my friends swear i didnt even hit a cup lol. then went to this superstore and stole maddd food.
I have so many xanax stories. One time, when I was in high school, I was pretty fucked up on xanax. I used to go on binges, until I would be taking about 18mg at the end of the binges when my tolerance was the highest and be able to function. So I was in a school of 5000 kids so it was easy to blend in if needed. I was kicking around a hackey sack with some friends when I saw a bagel stand by the food area. I was like "I gotta steal one of those, I only had xanax for breakfast". I walk over to the bagel stand, and as I'm walking I reach out to grab a bagel, but trip over my feet and fall down taking a whole stand with about 100 bagels on it to the floor. There were bagels rolling down the hallways and kids were just picking them up. It was chaos so I got up, shoved one in my pocket, and ran away. Later on in the day kids would pass me and be like "Hey, its the bagel kid" and I would just look at them and think to myself "what the fuck is this kid talking about"?
lol I know what you mean. My friend has me video taped in a McDonald's. I am at the counter at like 2am pointing to the back and asking questions. Every time that chick would turn around I would reach around and take a cookie out of the little bin. When we left I had like 15 cookies and didn't eat one, lol.
At the peak of my xanax usage I was taking like 15mgs at a time. So one day I come into 60 footballs, my friend buys a bottle of Cabo Wabo and rents a motel room. We decide to invite my ex g/f and her friend, Katie. After many shots and many footballs I wake up in a place I have never been. I open my eyes expecting to see my ceiling and BAM! It's someone random bedroom! I look under the covers and see I'm naked. I look over and see Katie naked. So, secretly I am like, "Score, fuck yeah... I wish I remembered." Quietly getting out of bed yields no results, there were kids literally sleeping shoulder to shoulder on her floor. So I said fuck it, I hopped out of the bed naked, grabbed my shorts and my shoes and went to the bathroom. Luckily I had around 20 footballs left, so I took some and called for a ride. I have never blacked out so hard and awoke in an unfamiliar place like that, I was freaked the fuck out. Went home, friends' came over and wanted to get a few 30 racks for the night. I told them I needed to shower and get ready. At this time it was like noon. The last thing I remember is getting in my mom's car to drive to my friend's house. I woke up in the car in the garage. Face against the window in a puddle of drool. It was like 9 at night. I call around and four of my friends were arrested doing a beer run. That sure made me appreciate the car, xanax, and my freedom.
Hahaha brought a smile to my face man. I too have woken up in places and had absolutly no idea where I was or how I got there. On 4/20 a couple years ago I took alot of xanax and smoked alot of weed. I was sitting down the whole time, and we got up and drove to a starbucks. It took me like 15 minutes to get from the sidewalk into the store. I was having so much trouble navigating through open space. I finally got in there and sat in a chair. I would close my eyes for 10 seconds then open them and I would completly forget where I was and how I got there. Then a little while later I would remember. This happened like 20 times while I was in that chair.
me + xannies + Wal-Mart= new shoes, cellphone charger, hats, and plenty other worthless stuff I either end up losing or giving away. I think of myself as the benzo Robin Hood of the neighborhood.
Hahahaha man all of these stories are great. Yesterday i saw my doc and got some 7.5mg Zopiclone. So around 9:30pm i pop 5. Im startin to feel real nice and hazy, so i rolled up spliff of some B.C. Kush. Smoke it, chill, then decide i wanna go to the store. I asked my brother if he wanted anything....I ended up asking him what he wanted like 6 times, forgetting what he said immediately after he said it. After getting back from the store, i popped another 2. So i wake up this morning, and i have a fresh sack of weed on my table, and my Zopiclone bottle is missing. I have no idea how i got the weed or where my pills went. Luckily i live with my brother, so he was able to fill me in. Apparently i left at midnight to go get some more chronic, and was gone for like an hour. (My dealer lives half a block away.) I called my dealer and he said when i got there i was just slurring the whole time and nodding out. So after figuring out that mystery, i get in my car to go to school and open up my middle console....theres my Zopiclone bottle. Man, i do some random ass shit when i eat Zopiclone.
This past summer me and a friend copped some 1mg k-pins and ate 4 each, we then started in on the 30 of shitstone-ice we had purchased earlier. After about 6 beers I apparently insisted upon driving downtown and buying a gram of coke. I had never done coke before in my life, never really planned on trying it either. We ended up meeting the guy in some parking lot and began blowing lines off my cellphone screen as people are walking by (it's between 7-9pm from what I remember). Needless to say I drove back to my friend's apartment after this and parked halfway in between the two spaces, but I was convinced it was the most dime parking job in the world. Stupid fucking night, but it's a story I guess
So one day I go over to a family of friends' house. Dad, sister, brother and two friends there. They all witness me eat 10 footballs. Things happen, I come out of the bathroom, a shiny can of shaving cream falls out of my pants. The shampoo.... then some random other toiletries.. Needless to say I got kicked out.
