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Dumbest Thing You Have Done While Tripping

* Note all of these occurred many years ago in high school. I wouldn't dare be this reckless now.

a) Driving on LSD.
b) Being a passenger on LSD, with a driver on LSD.

c) Deciding to go to my ex-girlfriends house at 4 in the morning on a Sunday night, higher than I had ever been in my life (LSD). I wanted her to see how beautiful the world was and thought she'd be able to see though my eyes <3. After making enough noise outside, her dad came down. There I was barefoot, pupils the size of quarters with a stick in one hand, and the morning paper in the other. Luckily I decided to give him the paper (which he was the editor for btw). =D

Not the best scene.

At school the next day my friend and I both thought we were 'perma-fried'. It probably didn't help that we hadn't slept. I still remember getting half-way through computer class before it was pointed out, unbeknownst to me that my monitor was off! :D
 
One time when frying balls and on like a couple pills of E.....after giving aay some of my doses.....was the sunshine dose from 2007 and i ended up dosing myself......I counted up to 23 hits i beleive.....than I rember squirting the vial in my mouth and nothing after that. From what I heard I fought like a mexican and a black big security guard and threw one off my back and had a seizure and this hot girl put me on my side so I wouldnt choke on my own vomit. So in short I blacked the fuck out candyflipping on like 5 pills and prolly like 60+ hits and ended up in the ER. ya it was a burn.

Mixing ketamine an alcohol would take the cake for #2 most stupid thing ive done. Supposedly I jumped up on the hood of a car and asked them to give me a ride home and it turned out they were in AA so they gave me a ride home.....I was comatose for a while before this and so I gave them all the proper direction to get to my sober living. I remmeber none of this just like I dont rmeber fighting the security guards. lol

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Well, first I announced "I'm folding overrrrr..."

Then I rolled under the coffee table in my living room and started flapping about, knocking over the bong that was sitting on top of the table.

Upon realizing there was water everywhere, I dashed into the kitchen for some paper towels. I wound up breaking a nice dish and a salt shaker in the desperate attempt to clean up my mess.

Thank you salvia 8).

Background: Roommate #1 brought salvia home from vacation. He had gotten a few grams of 10x free from a friend. Roommate #2 was hellbent on doing it with me, even though I had repeatedly tried to explain to him the reasons for my aversion. His argument: "It lasts five minutes d00d! C'mon!" I tried to convince my roommate that taking our hits one at a time would be a better idea, but he hadn't really gotten fucked off of the shit before and convinced me that it would be safe to do it concurrently. When I awoke from my trip on the wet floor, he was removing himself from a corner of the room, only to become stuck in our kitchen doorway, unable to move his limbs more than six inches in either direction. Mumbling gibberish, he was intent on figuring out how "little lines of ants" could just all of the sudden comprise our material reality (he only has one psychedelic experience under his belt @ 11mg oral 2C-E).
 
* Note all of these occurred many years ago in high school. I wouldn't dare be this reckless now.

a) Driving on LSD.
b) Being a passenger on LSD, with a driver on LSD.

c) Deciding to go to my ex-girlfriends house at 4 in the morning on a Sunday night, higher than I had ever been in my life (LSD). I wanted her to see how beautiful the world was and thought she'd be able to see though my eyes <3. After making enough noise outside, her dad came down. There I was barefoot, pupils the size of quarters with a stick in one hand, and the morning paper in the other. Luckily I decided to give him the paper (which he was the editor for btw). =D

Not the best scene.

At school the next day my friend and I both thought we were 'perma-fried'. It probably didn't help that we hadn't slept. I still remember getting half-way through computer class before it was pointed out, unbeknownst to me that my monitor was off! :D

monitor off LOOOOL
 
The boyfriend and I were frying on acid back in May. It was a school night, and for some dumb reason I thought I would be fine to drive home later that night. My mom thought I was at work. I soon realized that I would NOT be able to drive home, so I texted my sister telling her I had been drinking and if she thought my mom would buy it if I asked to stay at a girl friend's house, and just really stay at my boyfriend's.

My sister told my mom that I was drunk. My mother then starts calling me, to see where I am, and threatening to have the cops come to my boyfriend's house. She picked me up, and asked how much I had to drink. I looked at her, and told her I'd had nothing to drink but was tripping on acid instead.

.. I spent the next nine hours with my mother tripping out hardcore. I kept thinking she was staring at me the whole time while I was tripping out in her bedroom. Most awkward experience of my life. lol.
 
hahaha riggghhtt. i would try to trip her out if i was on acid by telling her how rediculous the situation was from the subjective perspective, including detailed poetry about the oev's hahah
i mean, hey shit already hit the fan, might as well make the best of it heheh
 
Sketching out on Acid at a squat party on NYE, believing that the police were coming and hallucinating police. People were wearing fluorescent jackets and had torches, this only aided my paranoid hallucinations. I was then caught in a loop of throwing all my drugs on the floor and then trying to find them several seconds afterwards, and then believing people had my drugs.
 
lost/threw/gave away my wallet and cell phone after eating ~10-13 hits of acid.
Because, well, who needs possessions anyway, right?

Same trip i told a stranger that i loved him (and everyone/thing in that cosmic universal love way), he took it in a homo way and threatened to beat my ass.

umm, i guess telling strangers in NYC you love them isnt the greatest idea.

trying to get home with no money was somewhat difficult too. but at least i was soberish by that point.

lesson learned: dont eat a bunch of acid just because some drunk hippy insists on dropping it on your tongue.
 
it was actually blotter and i was young and careless and felt invinsable so eating 10+ hits of acid didnt seem like a big deal at the time even though i had never taken such a high dose before that (or since, lol)
 
it was actually blotter and i was young and careless and felt invinsable so eating 10+ hits of acid didnt seem like a big deal at the time even though i had never taken such a high dose before that (or since, lol)

OMFG!!!! jeeeez...yeah that's just like that macho "I can drink SOO much more than you" thing when you're getting into drinking first with ya buddies *rolls eyes*
 
i didn't do anything stupid but i've been thinking of so much stupid things when i was tripping that i thought in some moments that i am retarded.
for example,on acid when i thought my best friend is a strawberry and she was half strawberry half normal and i couldn't stop talking about eating her.and once i jumped over the invisible wires while aliens were chasing me;then i figured out i watch waaaay to many SF movies
 
Tripping at home with my extremly anti-drug grandparents.It was my third time on dob,2mg.They didnt noticed anything wierd until... i tried to check my my heartbeat & blood pressure on that strange machine.Results? pressure 142-106 hearbeat - 112 i was peaking mess at the time and i forgoten to turn of that machine.After about five minutes my grandmother asked my with fear in her face,what is wrong with my heartbeat and she immediately checked my on that machine again.I started to freakout badly becose i had very big fear that she will notice that i am under influence of drug.This time my hearbeat was like 120,i said that it is from cig i smoked before.She dosnt believed me and checked again,this time it was 132,absolute mental terror.She was starting to freakout too and checked it again!!! = 145,i am shaking from fear.
And again ... 168,she look at me like i was going to die and i curl in my bed.She put some cold blankets soaked in water on my chest.I somehow calmed myself and it was ok later,but i will never forget that terror that was going stronger wich each check.
 
I suddenly realized my purpose in life was to bring friendship and comfort to everyone in the world, so I set out to take a walk and sincerely greet and smile at everyone I met... at 4 am in the morning, with pupils the size of quarters, standing at a mighty 6'2" and 280 pounds, and tripping too hard to even hold a conservation. i freaked out this middle-aged jogging lady kinda bad.
 
this one time i had to go to work or id get fierd was still trippen from night before i went home early i said i was sick they said i looked fine whitch made me feel better

went to the high school i graduated from one time everyone was sarring at me seems like. just walked around all day saw a cop cumming tward me and i ran like hell and got away that was stupid i dont think he chased me

anothertime went to store (wall mart) got lost , some how took everything out of my pocets and left it there y idk

one time i fuked a stripper without protection all these times on acid =dob i think = thats the worst

almost fuked a guy friend and i aint gay sry if too grafic

and last but not least the first time i tripped i dissapered from work,family ,friends 4 two days almost a missing person report
 
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