The Official "drug story!" thread

that's right guys, this is the official crazy drug story thread.

Did you take PCP and not remember it, only to have your friends tell you that you took off all of your clothes and started chasing traffic? Post the story here! Did you take shrooms and start lickin the floor, thinkin you were eating a banana? Post the story here! Did you get drunk and start climbing a tree because you thought it would impress the chick you were hangin out with? Post the story here!

A lot of you PB'ers have a lot of crazy stories, some good, some bad, and some just kinda random and funny. well this is the thread to post it in. Maybe this thread can turn into a "stoner mistakes: anthology" thread. Just post what you were on at the top of your post and tell your story!

i'll start it off. mine's pretty lame, but I feel I shouldn't make this thread without posting something.

Fucked up on: alcohol.

alright this was my first time getting wasted. I had been drunk like three times before, but not wasted. It was me, my sister, her boyfriend, and her best friend. we used to hang out a lot and we would sometimes get bottles off of this one kid who was loaded. Well one saturday my sister's boyfriend got some Captain Morgan, and we were gonna get drunk.

We decide to go to a local pool hall and play pool. I take six shots of Captain Morgan, so does my sister's boyfriend. My sister and her best friend stay sober the entire night. Well I was like "fuck man I wanted to get wasted and i'm not feelin it" I get outta the car and i'm like "oh shit man i'm really drunk." so we start playin some pool, we play like four games. it was fun, I did alright for being drunk. Well a waitress came by and asked us how we were doin, and I said "we're doin good but take this shot for me cause I gotta eat my nachos." she just laughs and i start talkin to her and offer her some nachos but she turns em down. so we finish playing pool and leave.

Then we go back to my house where I finish the bottle, about seven more shots. By this time I was tanked, I was surprised I could walk (lightweight, 140 pounds). so what do we decide to do? COSMIC FUCKIN BOWLING AT LIKE ONE IN THE MORNING. That's right, we bowl like two games. of course I don't really remember it, but I came in last both games. it was fuckin cool though, i kept high fivin my sister's best friend every time she would bowl haha. then we go back to our house where we fall asleep.

I wake up the next morning feelin fuckin great. no hang overs at all. i was happy that i got absolutely smashed and didn't feel like shit at all.

so there it is, my story. not to great, but hopefully i'll be able to add a better story later.

alcohol- was feeling kind of tired and fucked up so i took a seat on what i thought was a ledge..... turns out it was a window with no screen on it.....ended up falling out of the first story (lucky) onto some grass (lucky again) and the only thing that was injured was my pride (lets just say i did not go back inside the party)....not fun

ecstacy- told a group of bikers in downtown albany that i loved them... got punched in the side of the head and called a homosexual....not fun

shrooms- ended up lost in a 72 acre nature preserve..... as soon as it got dark i had no choice but to call 911....i was scared shitless....i stayed put while they tracked my cell phone coordinates and 4 cops with flashlights found me.....lets just say it was the most awkward walk back to civilization....ever.....but turns out i wasnt the first person to get lost in there.....according to the pigs it happens all the time....so my pride wasnt as hurt....but still not fun

oxycodone- blew a 30 mg roxy and had no muscle coordination for the next 4 hours....this was fun however


moral of this story...if you are a dumbass like me..just stick to smokin weed

Weed,Lsd,Mdma,Ketamine- I got really hot all of the sudden, sort of like a hot flash in the middle of the trip, and it was causeing me to not trip. So I stripped down naked, I was just walking around my house, forgot I was naked, thought it would be good to enjoy a morning cig outside, about 4 puffs in I realized I was standing outside my house at about 6 or 7 in the morning completely butt ass naked, and atleast 2 or 3 cars had already gone past....

Alcohol: South Padre, 17 years old

My three friends and I wake up a bit before noon, breakfast, and bust out the vodka. I decided today was the day to get drunker than ever before. After already downing a shot I poured 12 oz (mini powerade bottle full) of vodka into a cranberry juice bottle that was still about 1/3 full. We set off towards the beach, walking from our hotel and I was just finishing the juice vodka mix as we got to the beach. I essentially downed 13-14 oz of vodka (3-4 beers would've gotten me nice n drunk at the time) in 30 minutes.

We find some people willing to share beer with us and I drink a couple and my friends and I are having a grand old time. About 30 minutes after we get to the beach I wander off to go take a piss. When I come back I can't find my friends, but I don't have my phone on me so I start talking to some random group of bout 10 people standing in a circle. The alcohol caught up to me so fast that while talking to these people I go from standing up having regular conversation to sitting down, to laying down and one of the guys repeatedly asking me "What did you take man?" Apparently he didn't believe me when I kept saying "just alcohol." Blackout from there until I'm with two other people in their early twenties I don't know sneaking past the security tables in front of the elevators in their hotel. (the nicer hotels in padre you have to have that hotels wristband on to get on the elevator) I don't even remember meeting these people, but I was chillin in their room for a bit, threw some chunks in the toilet (shortly after they decide to get rid of me) I don't have my phone but I had my best friends number memorized, so this chick calls my friend and says "we have your friend" and proceeds to explain that they found me on the beach too drunk to fend for myself. We walk and meet up with my friends at a Subway.

My friends later told me when they were waiting in line to go to the bathroom they see me run by, screaming, waving my hands around in the air at them only to disappear back into the sea of people.

I'm eternally in debt to the people that decided to help me, and I've never been as drunk as I was that day.

short version: go to south padre drink 13 ozs of vodka and 2 beers before 1pm. Blackout, end up in random people's hotel room throwin chunks in their toilet after they find me helpless on the beach. Reunite with friends.

Edited by smilingslowly, 22 November 2009 - 01:04 PM.

haha smilingslowly, i bet that's a good story to tell around the camp fire.

and bustthedutch, the ecstasy one was fuckin good.

lets keep em comin!

Awhile back I had a problem with drinking so... Drinking box wine. Had too much and blackout, its 3 pm and I need to get home so they lay me down in the back of my friends dad's car. I somehow lose my shoes and puke red shitty wine all over this car. They try to carry me out of the car when we get to my place and it doesn't work all too well. As I lay on the asphalt they grab a pick-up, drop me in, and take me up to the apartment and let me pass out in the tub (used to this). I wake up around 10pm, everyone is over drinking Jack and Coke, and I am back at it.

Drunk again, pissing in this guys yard around noon. The guy comes out in boxers, no shirt, and he has a knife. That was almost not funny. haha

Awhile back I had a problem with drinking so... Drinking box wine. Had too much and blackout, its 3 pm and I need to get home so they lay me down in the back of my friends dad's car. I somehow lose my shoes and puke red shitty wine all over this car. They try to carry me out of the car when we get to my place and it doesn't work all too well. As I lay on the asphalt they grab a pick-up, drop me in, and take me up to the apartment and let me pass out in the tub (used to this). I wake up around 10pm, everyone is over drinking Jack and Coke, and I am back at it.

Drunk again, pissing in this guys yard around noon. The guy comes out in boxers, no shirt, and he has a knife. That was almost not funny. haha

hahahahahahaha that's pretty funny man. what'd you do, book it?

Hell yeah smilingslowly

I got so fucked up at padre during spring break I lost my friends and hooked up with some chick then got dropped off at whataburger, my phone died so I couldnt find my friends.

this thread also has a lot of good stories but only about benzos.

http://forum.grassci...one-benzos.html

Edited by supersmoker27, 22 November 2009 - 11:25 PM.

hahahahahahaha that's pretty funny man. what'd you do, book it?

Haha I got my ass into that car so quick. My pants were not even on

The night starts out with me, my girlfriend, and sister, going to the palisades mall to watch a movie and do some christmas shopping. I have GAD and other shit so I don't like malls. I had a bottle of about #60 .5mg xanax tabs, the niravam stuff that disolves and taste like orange. Before and during my mall trip I took about 3-4mg of xanax. On the ride home I'm feeling like getting really fucked up so I bust out a handle of vodka I had in the trunk (I wasn't driving). Took about 6-8 shots during the ride.

I get home tell my family and girlfriend I'm going to sleep and say bye. My buddy down the street asks if I wanna chill and I say sure. I go down there and he always has a lot of pharms in his house. I'm super fucked up and not like myself so I figure "fuck it. Im'a steal some pills. I take BAGS of ritalin 54mg, ambein 12.5mg, morphine 30mg, and xanax 1 and .5mg. After taking who the fuck knows how much stuff I figure it's a good idea to steal my sisters car and drive to my friends house to play hopscotch. Long story short(er), I make it there and back ok but seriously fuck up my arms and legs jumping around during hopscotch (that shit is dangerous).

We go back to my friends house and i continue to pop ritalin and xanax to even them out. I pass out for like 2-3 hours then get a call around 7 from my mom and sister asking where the hell I am and where the car is. I wake up, take more of everything and head to my other friends house first. I proceeded to jack a pocket full of oxycodone 5-325 from his grandma (I know dick move, I was totally insane) and take like 50-60mg's

I get home and collapse on the kitchen floor (apparently with a large kitchen knife in my hand) and wake up like a day and a half later projectile vomiting. This whole time I was also drinking and smoking a lot of weed. Bad times man, bad and shameful times.

Bump! lets get more stories....

I don't even know where to begin, I had the most interesting trip last nite. So as many of you boxers may know, I've tripped before, haha. Probably nearing 50 times or so on LSD. Anyways, i've had several very intense experiences, eating as much as a 10 strip of WoW fam fluff. Well in mid september i met the guy to know, his L is a tad pricy, 70 a 10 strip, but its unbelievably clean, and excellent. well since then ive probably eaten about 15-20 hits of it, spread out over the past couple of months, with doses from 1 to 4 pieces of this WoW blotter.

Heres where the story begins, ive got a 5 strip stashed away for this weekend, and friday afternoon, me, my good buddies G and S, as well as a girl im semi familiar with M, head up to G's cabin in the woods on a moderate size lake surrounded by national forest and a sweet prairie. Well ive never been there before, and its a sweet ass cabin. So we get there around 4pm, and all eat our doses, i eat 5, my friends eat 3, even with the dose size difference, im much more experienced then all of my firends with L and tripping in general, (G knows whats up but has done more shrooms than L) we all end up in the same place. ANyways, ive eaten this L many times, and within 20 mins we are all giddy and suprised we are feeling it so quickly, i get a strange sensation, and realize what im in for, and am completely mentally prepared.
Well of course we planned to go for a hike, so we head out across the prairie, and follow an atv trail and go down a hill, we find a good log to sit on and puff several bowls.(some descent headies, poorly trimed, but some purps) We have a shitty ass flashlight, a bottle of water, some warmer clothes and food in a backpack for safe measure and paranoia. Ok so we all are chillin smoking cigs and laying on our backs looking up at the trees and sky, which soon become stars, as night falls arround 5 now with the fuckin time and season changes. I'm melting into the ground, completely one with the natural world, realizing the potential of one of natures great visualizers. the swaying of the trees as its darkening is becoming hypnotic. we all have a little introspective persy time, and realize how dark its getting, as once purple and red sunsets rapidly transfer into a stary night, something i dont get to see too often. We decide we should head back, but then again intense visuals and pitch black, the moon has not risen, so this is honestly the darkest point of a night. We do not know our way around well... So in reality id say we were 3/4 of a mile from G's cabin, we didnt make it far before we decided to lay down. We start heading back up the hill and along the path, across the prairie, with breaks for peeping the sky and cigs. The terrain on this prairie is terrible thick grass that is uneven on apath that has been cut recently, before i was peaking, this ground was hard to walk on, it didnt get any easier. the doses are beginning to hit even harder we are following a tree line, however it seems theres trees all over, the branches are moving in and out, or maybe not, it was pitch black, maybe my mind created all this. Well we get across the treeline to the road eventually, taking our time. we get to the road which his cabin is off of. ok, i have a great sense of direction however, there is not a single light in the area, and the flashlight is so dull you cant see more than a few feet in front of you at most. we find this random trail and think it maybe his driveway.

this is where i completely lost everything for a minute, maybe a second, but mentally and retrospectively it seems like an eternity, something that will not fade from my memory forever. We all at this point are joking, about walking up on some random persons cabin and shit, no one knows whats going on, blindly following eachother. we come closer to this cabin, not a single light is on, all the ones pretty much look the same. we are halfway down the rocky path and we all just stop. Realizing what would happen if we are creeping on someones cabin, what if we cant find the cabin, what if we are stuck in the cold, what if... thoughts flood our minds, as the flashlight grows dimmer, i began to trip out man, i honestly couldnt see shit, however i have a clear recollection of what my mind rendered, and i guess it would have been cool if i wasnt in such a panic. well the flashlight shines to the right we see the car for a brief second, sigh in relief, i dont even know how to describe how lost i was for a minute, sensory deprivation for sure... led to some panic. never have i been so completly lost in my life, even though it was for a brief time. I stil cant even fathom how we could get lost in sucha small distance, especially since once the moon came up we could pretty much see where we were from his cabin to the spot we sat in the woods.

get in the cabin still shocked its the right one, we puff a bowl at the dining room table goofy shit i know, and i make a joke about if this is what G and his fam do up here. haha we bump some tunes, and of course get in some Shakedown Street, to keep the beat for the night, anyways we go down to the dock, with a better flashlight and all take a seat. Not to brag but i can roll a fucking mean cig, and no one else im with can roll for shit, especially under the grasp of the blotter. well so we are here in the pitch black dock, listenig to the water and looking up at the stars, and the treeline acros the lake, pretty mindblowing view sober, let alone, the geometric patterns i was seein. so i roll 4 cigs in the pitch black, pretty interesting, they all came out pretty well. but it was crazy, i was visualizing exactly what was going on in my hands thru touch. it was true crossing of senses, or just the fact i could roll a pearly cone in my sleep.

anyways we chill down there for a while, until the climate doesnt really suit our clothes much longer, and we go inside by the fire, wood burning heaters are fucking trippy, the fire noises and shit, bump some tunes, pick our butts, smoke some bowls, say goofy shit, then decide we need to go back outside. we make a fire in the fire pit somehow, idk how we got that shit started. anyways we hear a single gunshot from within the national forest, crazy, "who the fuck wants to shoot a gun right now... in the middle of the nite" anyways then we hear one coyote howl, many others join from across the lake, the ring of coyotes howls is completely around us and we hear them coming closer across the lake, it was fucking crazy, a complete natural symphony man. we hear this 2 more times thru the nite.. anyways the other most interesting part was there was a perfect cloud ring around the moon, like a perfect circle that remained in place the entire nite, it was magical and mystical. We theorized why it existed and some of our ideas were pretty close after researching it online today. anyways we get real drunk as the trip wears off and eventually pass out after a nite of chatting and tunes, and cigs hahah. well i also saw a crazy star straight up sparkling, a very close star changing colors, i had come down so it wasnt fake, but i had my buddies come outside and check and they agreed. it was like no other star in the sky, expanding and contracting, alternating colors, almost giving the presence it was moving. It was definately a star, but i like to think it may have been something more.

I still cant believe how intense of an experience this all was with the natural world, great natural visualizers haha, I don't know if i could fit all my conceptions and realizations from last nite in a book, definatley not a GC Post. I hope someone can relate, and not just comment and say shit about how they dont want to read my post.(dont bother if ur gonna morons) I think its wild that being experienced with L and i still have lifechanging moments and spiritual events like this, this really sealed the deal on some purpose in the universe, and id like to hear if some blades could relate. feel free to hit me with some questions.
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ill come back when i find one, i just tried to write one up but ended up being way too long. like the whole page too long

Edited by damncrazylegs, 25 November 2009 - 01:14 AM.

haha and a couple months ago I was all fucked up on a ton of valium and drinking, freestyling raps on my moms car to tupac songs and I stopped flowing I guess and for a couple seconds my arms were still moving so during those few seconds it looks like im standing on the roof of the car, shirtless, waving my arms around lol.

When i was 16 i hadn't been drunk too many times until my good friend decided to throw a backyard party. Well, i decided to use this as my chance to get really hammered! So i'm at this party and we're hanging out drinking doing whatever else 16 year old boys do when a couple of my friends leave to go get food.

Me and a few others are in charge of looking after the liquor. We take this as an invitation to drink as much as we can
Then someone had the idea of having a contest to see who could drink more. I remember getting to 13 half vodka/half soda drinks before i couldn't count anymore.
Among other things i took of my shirt, tried to fight a bunch of people and asked most of the girls at the party if they would have sex with me. My friends still have not let me forget this.

i'm not trying to be a dick but isnt that what this forum is for?
Real Life Stories - Grasscity.com Forums

i'm not trying to be a dick but isnt that what this forum is for?
Real Life Stories - Grasscity.com Forums

yeah for weed stories. This is the Pandora's Box, where the stories include every other drug.

Wow, uh huh. I can relate to so manyof these stories. In my 30 years of partying I have "experimented" and usually enjoyed any of the following and possibly up to 3 or 4 at a time although then its always bud and alcohol as the commom denominator. Hash, meth, coke, shrooms, acid ( blotter, liquid, & gel) crack, alcohol and weed. Occasionally some pills muscle relaxers,& pain meds. But pills aren't my thing EXCEPT back in the day when u could get qualudes, ahhhh. Trying to decide what to share since after all these years, there's a helluva lot!!

yeah for weed stories. This is the Pandora's Box, where the stories include every other drug.

blast from the past

i'm not trying to be a dick but isnt that what this forum is for?
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ive had them unmentionables in your display pic. best time of my life.