So, two years ago, just after I had mastered the art of pot smoking, my best friend had stumbled upon a website that highlighted the wonders of cough medicine. So, being my best friend, he told me he wanted to try it, as we were both planning to hang out, and both of us were dry. So, we drove to Walgreens and picked up some wal-tussin pure dxm capsules. We went back to his house in the country, and took them. We chilled inside for a minute, then got bored and went outside to ride four wheelers. As we were getting on the four-wheelers, I looked at my friend, (ima call him E) and said, "This shit doesn't work, I'm not feeling shit." He agreed, so we were both kind of frustrated. So, we rode into the fields, hitting jumps and drifting for awhile, when we both braked suddenly. It was almost in unison. We looked at each other and grinned. "You feeling it?" E said. "Oh yeah." I responded. We rode back to the house, excited and determined to get inside before we were immobilized by this new drug. Keep in mind, we only took 300mgs, but we were both newbies to psychedelics. (We both had just smoked pot and drank before this) We went into the basement, and sat on his couch while playing zombies with his friend that kind of just showed up. (I don't remember him even arriving) Both of us the whole time we're just staring at the screen in amazement when it wasn't our turn. Then, for whatever reason, whenever Brutus would spawn, (we were playing Mob of the Dead) I would laugh my fucking ass off in a very slurred voice saying "HES GONNA HIT YOU WITH HIS GIANT DILDO, RUN!!!" This terrible game play continued until E's friend left. Then we decided to make some food. We decided to make some hobo sacks. We literally threw the most random shit into those fuckers. From what I can remember, we threw a whole bell pepper in there, not even cut, a ball of hamburger meat, random spices, bread crumbs, and chicken broth. We threw them in the oven for like, 30 minutes on the highest heat. All the bread crumbs were burnt, and the meat was still somewhat raw, but we ate like half of each of ours. I don't even think we tasted them. We proceeded to go into the basement again to watch Trailer Park Boys. We watched the entire 10th season that night, then passed out on the couch. The next morning, we woke up refreshed, but completely confused as to what happened the night prior. We found our half eaten hobo sacks on the ground, leaking grease into his carpet. Besides the ruined carpet, it was an experience well worth it.
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I had some fun times on DXM when I was younger, unfortunately I didn't even know what DXM was, I just knew about Coricidin (which is the worst way to take DXM, very very bad for you). After about the 10th time I grew to hate it and now I seem super sensitive to it and don't like the effects, even from pure DXM. Even a regular recommended dose of cough syrup for a cough makes me feel really shitty.