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Bradley Wiggins "120g of coke in 2 weeks..."

Yeah I can imagine the paranoia, especially if you've been up several nights.

And the fiending too. Not just for the drug / but the whole chem sex thing can easily send people way further in the deep end than they'd normally go.

It's not a substance I've ever tried to acquire, and it's almost certainly for the best if I keep things that way.

I just don't feel the need to personally experience it, for some reason. Kind of been there and done that with MDPV, which seems to have almost identical effects from what I can gather. Although I suspect I'd probably enjoy the crystal meth high a lot more, at least to begin with. I never even really enjoyed MDPV, but it was so compulsive :eek:
 
I guess he must have tipped the reception staff handsomely, otherwise I'm sure they'd have been very suspicious about his movements and internet activity for example, which likely would have been many all day and all nighters.

I'm sure that stuff must get logged. Dunno if anyone actually looks at it though.

Obviously it must also help being a Sir and a celebrity, but still doesnt make you immune from some snake in the grass phoning the police.

Alex Higgins and Jimmy White (MBE) used to do similar things at hotels, but they created 'disturbances' while at it, which resulted in the police being called, and Jimmy White getting busted for possession of cocaine.

Jimmy's MBE didn't seem to help him much.

I was actually at their exhibition match on the evening all that happened, later on that night. Looking back now it was obvious Jimmy was coked up. He had a swagger like the Hofmeister Bear while walking round the snooker table!
 

Grams or 'units'.

I would also tend to be thinking it was crack - I mean, if you live in a crack house, the clue is in the name.

I've never really understood cocaine. A chemical that just produces anxiety and dysproria. I don't know. Maybe it's because the euphoria feels false. Add serotonin modulation and it somehow feels more like the euhoria I occassionally feel without consuming chemicals. It's rarity seems somehow devalued if you can replicate it with a drug. But hey, I'm in the minority here!
 
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Grams or 'units'.

I would also tend to be thinking it was crack - I mean, if you live in a crack house, the clue is in the name.

I've never really understood cocaine. A chemical that just produces anxiety and dysproria. I don't know. Maybe it's because the euphoria feels false. Add serotonin modulation and it somehow feels more like the euhoria I occassionally feel without consuming chemicals. It's rarity seems somehow devalued if you can replicate it with a drug. But hey, I'm in the minority here!
No matter how nutty + psychotic (not bad or evil psychotic) rebellious it felt and making me over/hypervigilent about the feds or rival crews snooping on me and the crews I rolled with and the head spinning changes of balances of congetive functions of reality and alter reality, I couldn't put my pipe down for those exact reasons+ it was very interesting (no doubt that sounds boring to some people)and weirdly exciting but it was also getting far to deja Vue and in that way monotonous leading to depression to a certain degree and also too expensive which also caused a certain amount of depression and also the rut of my use of crack caused distraction especially from hygiene and eating what I really like compared to the plain cheap food I was eating. I have been thinking allot yesterday and today about smoking and craving it, but resisting it so far, so I doubt I'll be returning to it for a while if at all. Does anyone else feel the same about the effects of the same as mine? I realise that I have just veered off topic but can't think of where to post 💙
 
I've never really understood cocaine. A chemical that just produces anxiety and dysproria. I don't know. Maybe it's because the euphoria feels false. Add serotonin modulation and it somehow feels more like the euhoria I occassionally feel without consuming chemicals. It's rarity seems somehow devalued if you can replicate it with a drug. But hey, I'm in the minority here!

You need to be mixing it with alcohol for the cocaethelene vibes , I don't think I've ever dry sniffed. With a few pints it's awesome

(For HR purposes mixing it with alcohol is far worse for your body)
 
Coke doesnt work for me - after the first hour it just makes me feel terrible no matter how much i snort. Never felt remotely as good on coke as I do on acid or shrooms
 
You need to be mixing it with alcohol for the cocaethelene vibes , I don't think I've ever dry sniffed. With a few pints it's awesome

(For HR purposes mixing it with alcohol is far worse for your body)

I don't really drink. I mean, I don't claim I NEVER touch alcohol but if you asked me when the last time was, I couldn't tell you. I think I had a pint in March or around then.

You have to remember I'm on meds for epilesy and pain. So is it really wise to add even more stuff?

Oh - also I was at a Y2K eve gig in Amsterdam when the guy next to me railed a big line off a speaker and keeled over dead. So I suppose that must colour my opinion somewhat. I might add that we performed CPR but it was Y2K eve in Amsterdam so it took 40 minutes for an ambulance. I promise I only put this at the end because it's not a memory I often revisit. It wasn't intented to be passive-aggressive or anything like that. One isn't of statistical value my rational mind reminds me.
 
I worked on the maintenance team for a huge hotel, huge chain too.

Unless it's a really high end, expensive gaff they won't give a shit what you are up to, if you have paid then they are hoping you go to the Hotels bar.

I had to fit new safety locks on all the windows in the hotel, I knew a bloke had checked into a room and not left, as I was working on that wing and was trying to suss when he was out of his room, it got to the point in had to knock on his door and do the Ten minute job, knocked for a good 2-3 mins before he opened the door in boxer shorts dripping in sweat and a clenched jaw, room stank of crack, I actually gave him a wink when I left.

I also found various drugs, strips of vals/tramadol/codeine etc, also around seven bags of coke, which were sold to the girls on reception, and a canister of laughing gas.
It's like half the country is hooked on something.

The staff may have the company logo on, but mostly on minimum wage and invested in the company accordingly, only the duty manager will give a shit, and that will only be how much money the bar takes.

Unless he was doing it in the bars toilets of. course
 
One of the housekeepers was cleaning a room after a double room bloke had left, she came out laughing with A4 size laminated images of the occupants face covered in jizz, she showed me and bombed off to reception.
It's not for me to judge the filthy fuck though eh.

There's even the odd occasion someone will ask where the best brass house is, like I'd know.

If your going to have a Hotel sesh, all they will be bothered about, you drink in the bar if possible, don't trash the room, be quiet, leave a clean room and we'll see you next time, take care.
 
@50shadesofDave - 'It's not for me to judge the filthy fuck though eh.'

Can I ask where you are from? I mean, only to an extent you feel comfortable with.

I'm from Manchester and that, my friend, is what I find hilarious. To the point I MAY have to share it.
 
Can I ask where you are from? I mean, only to an extent you feel comfortable with.
I'm a bit more north than you, a beautiful little town by the sea, close to the lakes, the nuclear plant is a ticking blight.

Oh and it's yours now, use it, spread joy.
 
Sends me stark staring mad tho Bleaney. Last time I was on that shit I thought passing car license plates were sending me coded messages.
ffs I have always processed them in my mind, like, just to kerp me entertained, and my mom told same, and finally we found someone who has taken it to next level. :D
 
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