Not me, but I had to suffer the fallout:
You might be a tweaker if you keep insisting to your friends for 4 hours "LET'S GO TO THE GAS STATION" like it's fucking Disney Land, keep babbling something about burger king and prostitutes and needing a blanket, and when your friends tell you "We're not going to make it before the Burger King closes now anyways, stop insisting", you say "NO WE GOTTA GO NOW", jump up and just have to leave for the gas station right now, so your friends follow you to keep an eye on you. Then, as predicted, arriving at the doors of a long-closed Burger King, you say "JUST LEAVE ME HERE I'M GOING TO FIND PROSTITUTES", and storm off to some bus station nearby.
Just to clarify, the village we were in has 10 houses. The gas station is small and closes at 10pm.
That was a weird night, man.