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SPONTANEOUS. STONER.
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Seattle, Washington where the grass is GREEN
Posts: 714
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Sherm...and hospitals.
So, I'm in Rehab right now, so I can't smoke bud, except on 4-20, I'll just get some niacin, but anyways, yesterday after I got out of rehab at 5:30, I purchased a sherm stick. For anyone who don't know what those are, it's a ciggarette dipped in PCP...so this was a mistake. I mean, yeah, I've smoked sherm before, but this time I smoked much to much and almost fuckin died. No joke yo. Keep readin.
If you have the song "Hail Mary" by 2pac, trust me, it's a good song to play while readin this shit.
So we went down to this community center, sittin on these benches, spark the motherfucker, and start passin it, between two of us. Now, only 3 or so hits will FUCKKKKK you up, and there were two of us. So, we're passin it back and forth, and before I know it, I'm just laughin hellla tippippppppin the fuck out. I know people, this shit is SO FUCKING stupid but you don't need to tell me, I've already had my fair share of that. So we continue to hit it, and I start forgettin that I hit it, so I'd hit it again, and then forget, and hit it again, etc. Before I knew it I seriously felt like I was being reborn. I had to get home though, and my homie was already on his way home. So I begin stumbling to the bus stop. Before I know it I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, I don't know who I am, what I'm doing, what I did, I was seriously feeling like I was close to dieng. I forget where I am, and I start feelin really fuckin scared, I'm about to die! I start laughin, runnin out in the street, I can't feel my legs, and I'm stumblin around. The rest is a blurr.
One thing I do remember is this guy following me, askin me if I was OK, and me just saying "Yeah man I'm cool I just gotta go home man I'm cool". If I was actually saying that, I congratulate myself, because it was so hard to talk. I couldnt really talk at all. The guy tells me the fire department is coming. So I begin to run, I gotta get home!! I didnt how I would though, because I did not know where I was at all, I was being reborn it felt like. I coulnt really see either. But next thing I knew a fire truck was parked a block away from me, sirens blaring. Fire dudes hopped out and rushed over to me, askin me what was wrong, and for me to sit down. I sit down, not being able to feel what I was sitting on, so it kind of felt like I was floating. They stick me in the back of an ambulance and start stickin needles in me left and right.
Now we're on the freeway, speedin down the street. I'm like "Eh turn the sirens on man!" So they do, just for the hell of it, and I'm just chucklin while shakin in my shorts. They took me to Harberview Medical Center, stuck more needles in me, my moms came, and I told em' I smoked a sherm stick, feeling really dumb while sayin this. But anyways, by the time I got home it was around 12, and I was still high. I woke up the next morning, still feeling a little off. No need to list my mistakes, I know. Anyways just wanted to let all y'alls know that you 1. Should NOT smoke Sherm, and second, if you do anyways, only take one hit maybe, cuz you never know how strong that shit is, and don't be like me and walk in the middle of the street and almost get run over. Peace
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