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Your most embarrassing drug-related moment

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I felt sure that this thread must already exist, but a liberal U of the FSE produced no results. So, ladies and gentlemen of EADD, what is the single most embarrassing drug related incident of your life thus far?

Bonus points awarded for nudity, bodily fluids and/or accidental casual racism.

Who wants to go first?
 
Yeah, pretty sure this thread already exists..

Drugs made me dance to.. and possibly enjoy.. minimal house music at some point. :?
 
I scored and went to the local woods to have a pipe and a boot and mid crack pipe I find 3 young children staring at me, I was in the mist of a easter egg hunt and had the adults zoom over as I was holding in a pipe. I exploded out the bush as I could not hold it no longer "look a smokey homeless man is in the bush and he smells funny" buzz killer. Made my excuse and left "erm I was checking out the smoke source" which was me, did a runner and settled for a germy boot in the toilets.

That and being caught mid boot in my parents toilet just after a hour lecture on not using drugs was a close second. Man I got loads of stories to to tell...
 
Taking a few too many etiz when I was drug (well, benzo) naive and thinking a pint of cider would be ok. I put my foot through a toaster, fell backwards over my PC and then briefly remember doing some MDMA, smoking a few joints, and the rest is a blur. I woke up briefly the next day, then properly the day after that to find my dressing gown was too tight. I couldn't think how I'd have gained weight over the two days til my housemate told me it was his (same style and colour) and that I'd wandered upstairs naked from the waist down to try blag some baccy off another housemate, so he gave that to me. He says he didn't see anything but I think that was only to save me the embarrassment.
 
Probably trying to dance to D&B whilst burnt-out on Meph once... I can't dance even at the best of times. It was kind of like doing a robot impression crossed with god knows what. My mates just cracked up but I got rather pissed off & went in a sulk until I topped up. :D

Although I think my Mum informing me over the phone that she had come over to my flat & had a conversation with me after I'd taken too much etiz is a close second. I remembered talking to her on the phone earlier that day but have no memory of seeing her in person. I remember very little of that 24 hours... perhaps a good thing!
 
I've long-since ceased to dwell on most of the embarrassing moments I've had, but it's mostly been standard stuff - a lot of walking around naked, a lot of getting my cock out at inappropriate moments and a lot of talking bollocks to / chatting up people I shouldn't.

Aaaaaaalllll in the past now.
 
having too much etiz and collapsing everywhere in front of my parents. Don't remember it at all.
 
Ive supressed them all.... either that or the drugs have fucked my memory up..

I did (unknowingly) attack a girl in a nightclub in Amsterdam after a session of 8% lager, weed, heroin (lots of) and pills starting at 10am ish... twas dandy until I necked the pills in the club at about 1am...

What appears to of happened is I lost use of all vital senses but continued to move around the club, I came to whilst slapping a girl repeatedly in the shoulder, how long id been doing this for I dont know, I think she was to frightened to move..! She weren't happy anyway, shouted some dutch stuff at me and I thought it best to collapse in the toilets... 4 hours had passed from myself and my mate walking into the club, we have no idea what happened in that time other than we appeared to of given all our money away and my mates passport...

It was handed in and we collected it the next day, a few staff came out to laugh at the crazy english guys from last night...

It didnt end there.... im not repeating what went on after though...
 
Now you've just whet our appetites for more. Spit it out (I hope you did ;) ).

One thing which really shouldn't be funny but is sticks out from my benzos / booze / breakup nadir, and that was sending my girlfriend out for pie and chips, eating said pie and chips, passing out, coming to and then attempting to send my girlfriend out for the pie and chips she'd been out for an hour and a half earlier.

She was having none of it, but apparently I whinged about it like a small child and accused her of not loving me until she caved in.

I wish I hadn't taken her for granted like that, but it did make for a story which both of us found pretty amusing in retrospect.
 
hexagram said:
having too much etiz and collapsing everywhere in front of my parents. Don't remember it at all.
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Most of mine are etiz based tbh. Had a load of etiz to get to sleep one night, then had a a fridge pack of Strongbow the next afternoon. Fell off the decking and into the hedges during a BBQ my parents had. Mum was accusing me of ruining the BBQ whilst laughing her arse off. Also slurring like fuck 'I'm just drunk and I've been eating blue sweets I'm not on drugs' who the fuck would fall for that? I remember that happening but in a kind of third person way.
 
snolly said:
Also slurring like fuck 'I'm just drunk and I've been eating blue sweets I'm not on drugs' who the fuck would fall for that?
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Classic.

My Mum never told me what I said... she just said I had a grin from ear to ear & was clearly off my face. I think she found it slightly amusing when she realised I was ok really.
 
Fucking hell, where do I even start?

I wouldn't even begin to think about being open with my most embarrassing indiscretions here, it would just be inappropriate. They're really not public consumption material.
 
Took a load of MXE. Posted some tripped out gibberish on Facebook. Phoned my mate to find out where he'd gone and get him to come back soon to help me figure out what was real and what wasn't. I hadn't been with him for a couple of days, I thought he'd just popped to the shop or something lol. He said he'd have phoned an ambulance or the polis if it had been anyone else talking that kind of mental nonsense down the phone to him. Then I phoned my maw, to tell her that the polis outside the house were nothing to do with me, and explained my fucked speech by telling her I was full of ketamine. I also told her what I thought I'd been doing that night, which was a fucking bizarre story when I'd actually just been sitting about the house all day.
 
I thought I'd been in town being shown around posh flats for sale and drinking champagne. That's what I apparently told my maw anyway, so she thought I'd been spiked by some perverted estate agent lol. I assume that's when I told her it was ok I hadn't been spiked & I'd deliberately taken whatever I was on, which I decided to claim was ketamine. In my drug fuelled state that was the best lie I could come up with or I just couldn't pronounce methoxetamine, I'm not sure which.

Phoning her back the next morning to say "See all that stuff I told you yesterday? None of it happened. Other than the drugs, obviously" was a bit sketchy.
 
Haha classic! Because ketamine is way more socially acceptable than MXE, isn't it? I'm sure your maw agreed!
 
You know that way on ket where you can't get a sentence out?

"Naw, naw, it's fine. Ah took..... Naaaaw, I mean ah..... I've taken..... I'VE BEEN TAKING KETAMINE! Aye! That's it! Ketamine. I took ketamine. It's cool. I'll phone you the mora when I can speak"

As if my maw had a fucking clue what ketamine is.

I haven't touched the stuff since. I gave the leftovers to my flatmate on Sunday morning because MXE had came up in conversation on Saturday and I mentioned that I still had a bit. Obviously he wanted it despite me saying he wouldn't like it. So we got home, he sniffed a line and I went to bed. Saw him last night and asked what he thought - he hated it lol. He sat on the couch in a daze for hours, spewed, and fucked the rest of it in the bin.
 
Haha dont think i've heard an MXE experience like that before, nor experienced anything like that. it is some weird amazing stuff though. depending on a few factors

Mine have been mainly booze related,

Sammy G said:
talking bollocks to / chatting up people I shouldn't.
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^ Alot of this, combined with passing out in all sorts of places, waking up in all sorts of places, falling off bar stools, face planting taxis trying to get into them and various other shite. many years ago though
 
Face-planting taxis sounds familiar. :D

Actually, come to think of it there were two occasions with the same woman (who's no longer in this city but still kind of in touch) where I embarrassed myself, and one was on ketamine, where I kept taking special care to open up the glass partition door in the middle of the room, which was somehow only visible to me. Took half an hour before she finally informed me the game was up and I didn't need to open the glass door.

It would've been funny, but the previous weekend she'd finally got herself drunk / desperate enough to invite me home, where I'd talked so much shite about myself on coke (and nipped out for so many spliffs) that she actually fell asleep before we got a chance to do anything.

A beautiful window of opportunity slammed in my face, if you'll forgive the wilful irony.

In the recent past, I had a habit of flirting with the girlfriends of a friend's professional clients, which was fun for me at the time but must've damaged his prospects once or twice.
 
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