dxm,pcp,n2o
This happened a few weeks ago, I remember some things vividly, others not at all.
I've always wanted to mix pcp and dxm, they're similar in some respects but they are also very different.
I drank 2 lg delsym bottles which is the best source I've discovered for dxm. It tastes like oranges and goes down like air and it's carried in almost every store in good abundance. each bottle contains I think 825mg dxm/polysterex. so I would have taken about 1650mg.
This was during my dxm binge. I would have to say I was close to addicted for about 2 weeks straight. It's almost as if me and the drug became one except it had more control over me than me of it. It's such a crazy, fun, euphoric high. I don't even get the itch anymore. Every drugstore or supermarket I would come across I felt an uncontrollable urge to run and steal mad robo(delsym). PCP is more serious, dxm makes me feel like a kid, a crazy-bouncing of the walls-insane-extremely high kid
. Funny thing that it's a kids medicine. The main thing I like better about PCP is that when I get stuck or go into a whole(go under) is that PCP I remember everything, dxm I completely black out, but the before and after is crazy enough for it to be well worth it.
I had already smoked a bag of flakes(PCP) earlier. I chugged down the robo easily. Then we went out to get dips(PCP on cigarettes) which is better than flakes. I smoked one in the car as the robo started kicking in. The euphoria was intense. Back at the house I decided to smoke one more I must have taken one drag. That's when I got stuck, and I mean STUCK. Like a statue, completely frozen sitting up and unresponsive. I don't remember anything but luckliy a friend was there with a camcorder. My roomate kept smacking for like 5min straight and pretty hard too. Then he would smack me back and fourth so much that I started bobbing back and fourth like a pengalum, I bobbed for a while, he asked me if he could smack me and I said yes.
I was completely out of it for a few hours, I was on the floor at one point. I some how was returned to the chair I was sitting in. I came too in a flash. I thought I never went under It's as if it was a movie and it all got edited out and I never knew there was all that extra photage. They tried to tell me what happened but I thought they were trying to fuck with me, I told them that I've been sitting in the same spot watching tv and it's only been 5min. I did some nitrous and got real fucked up. went to my room to listen to some techno, lied down on my bed with my eyes closed.
I must have went under again cuz I got up and nobody was home. This is were things got crazy. I've had all kinds of visuals but nothing like these. Everything was severely distorted. The door in my room was like 1ft high with a tiny doorknob at the bottom, kinda like in alice in wonderland. When I walked upto it the door was 20ft high and I could barely reach the knob which was close to the top. Everytime I'd look at the window in the back of my room it would change size,shape, and rotate 90degree angles. Every room in the house looked so strange and foriegn. My roomates dresser was completely twisted and everthing looked empty unlike the usual messy clutter that's all over our house. I was convinced that this wasn't real, it was fun to walk around and everything seemed like is was actually happening, this was to vivid and real to be a dream. I started thinking is this what things if I was dead or in a coma of some sort. Then I saw my friend downstairs and he was able to convince me I wasn't dead,dreaming or anything like that.
I started coming down a little so I drank another 1/2bottle and smoked another bag of flakes. I was feeling pretty good, like superman but I was out of nitrous so I asked this other kid who was sleeping downstairs to give me a ride to the store to get a bag of whippits. He wouldn't take me so I grabbed the keys out of his pocket and bounced with the car to stop&shop. I grabbed a basket and filled it with whippits and 2 at once and wobbled down the aisle to the check out line. The lady at the register smiled and I said good night to the security guard. There was this kid outside who seemed cool, he asked me if I needed any weed, this was at like 4am. I said yeah, come to my house. So we get in my friends car and the cops roll up. I haven't done anything wrong. I was driving the car sooo illegally tho, I had no ID, my liscence was suspended and it's not my car. Not too mention I was fucked up. I forgot to mention I had talked to this kid before I went in the store.
The cop rolls up and talks to the kid, not me. He said "we've had some problems with you here before" Then he asks me how I know him, I just said he asked for a ride home and that I didn't know him. Then the cops ills me and said "Are you high on whippits?!". What a bizzare question to ask. He could have said you look high, are you high etc... but to say specifically whippits which everyone knows are a 30sec high is odd, even weirder is that I had done whippits in the store. I also had a warrant for a FTA. So when he asked my name I just made up a false name. He didn't even ask for my SS# or BDay driver's liscence. Nothing. He told me to get into the squad car. I told him that I had done nothing wrong I that he couldn't arrest me and if he was what would it be for. Unfortunatly I was in a town where cops don't really need to follow the rules. But at the risk of him asking for a liscence etc.. I did, he said he wasn't going to arreast me he just wanted to talk to me really quick, which is odd. He tells me I can either spend the night locked up or goto the hospital. I said why, what for? He said doing whippits, I laughed and asked if he was serious, he said yes and that when the ambulance arrived. He said I had to go. I kept trying to convince the ambulance to let me go becuz this whole thing was ridiculous, I have to goto the hospital for whippits.
The agreed it was absurd but they also said they could tell I was high on more than just whippits, they said they don't care and wont tell they were just curious so I told them my night and they laughed and said I must have had fun, up until now that is. when I got there they stripped me down but naked and strapped me to a bed. I felt like I was in some kinky bondage porno and they guys who were strapping me in that I was getting really turned on. They gave me a wierd look and then left. The whole time nobody bothered to cover me or or close the curtain and parades of people would walk by and stare at me. I thought the whole thing was comical, little did I know it would soon turn into a nightmare. young girls, old ladies, security guards, tons of people looking at me with my dick hanging out. This one male nurse who was fucking evil and twisted had it out for me the whole night, I don't know the reason but after that night I swore I will kill him.
This female nurse asks me if I need to piss I say yeah. So she brings me a thermos. I sat up and went to grab my dick to aim and piss in the thermos when the male nurse runs runs over pushes me down and says I cant do that. "Do what?"
"Sit up and grab your dick"
"Are you seroius, why"
"You just cant"
"I need to aim or it will get everywhere, I'm not about to piss on myself"
Then he smiled and said, "ok now I'm gonna stick a catheter in you"
"Are you psycho, I can piss, I don't need a fucking catheter"
"well it's too late, I'm gonna give you one anyway"
"Like fucking hell you are!!"
So I grab my dick with both hands and he calls over 6 security guards and they all start wrestling me for my dick. For a good 20min they tried, they said they were helping me, I said they were fucking psycho.
"this kids gonna rip his own dick off his body, they were determined, I said they were monsters that they were gonna get sued and that I will kill them. Eventaully they got my hands free and OOOWWCH!!! up goes the tube into my dick.
Now I'm real pissed, I want blood the only thing on my mind was to get out of my restraints and start killing people. I got one arm compltely free, ripped out the IV and started working on my other then that fucking male nurse ran over and punched me in the throat, I choked and fell back, got up and security ran over and tried wrestling me he kept punching me in the throat and saying fucked up shit like I was trying to grab his balls. I kept getting out of restraints and the kept tying me up even more until I was in 5point+ restrains and gagged. This is like some sick twisted S&M shit. Now I could even move an inch or say anything. That nurse would keep coming over and tell me that I was still acting like an animal so I would be here for another 2 hours. He asked me if I wanted him to call anyone I told him he needed to call a grave digger. Eventually 8hours later he late me call for a ride home. I called me homegirl and she said she could be there in an hour. He said she arrived but when I went to go see her she wasn't there. The guard told me she was waiting and had left. He number was long distance and nobody in the ghetto crackerjack hospital would let me call long distance so that I could reach. So I had to walk for 5 miles in the freezing cold with no food to get home which really fucking sucked, luckily I had ripped out the IV that they said would flush out my system so I was still high and the drugs sustained me.
Later after talking to a few people I found out that sometimes stores like stop and shop and walmart will call the police/hospital if they catch anyone getting high off whippits etc.. in thier stores.
Lesson learned: DONT DO WHIPPITS IN THE STORE. My dick was out of commission for 4 days.
This happened a few weeks ago, I remember some things vividly, others not at all.
I've always wanted to mix pcp and dxm, they're similar in some respects but they are also very different.
I drank 2 lg delsym bottles which is the best source I've discovered for dxm. It tastes like oranges and goes down like air and it's carried in almost every store in good abundance. each bottle contains I think 825mg dxm/polysterex. so I would have taken about 1650mg.
This was during my dxm binge. I would have to say I was close to addicted for about 2 weeks straight. It's almost as if me and the drug became one except it had more control over me than me of it. It's such a crazy, fun, euphoric high. I don't even get the itch anymore. Every drugstore or supermarket I would come across I felt an uncontrollable urge to run and steal mad robo(delsym). PCP is more serious, dxm makes me feel like a kid, a crazy-bouncing of the walls-insane-extremely high kid
. Funny thing that it's a kids medicine. The main thing I like better about PCP is that when I get stuck or go into a whole(go under) is that PCP I remember everything, dxm I completely black out, but the before and after is crazy enough for it to be well worth it.I had already smoked a bag of flakes(PCP) earlier. I chugged down the robo easily. Then we went out to get dips(PCP on cigarettes) which is better than flakes. I smoked one in the car as the robo started kicking in. The euphoria was intense. Back at the house I decided to smoke one more I must have taken one drag. That's when I got stuck, and I mean STUCK. Like a statue, completely frozen sitting up and unresponsive. I don't remember anything but luckliy a friend was there with a camcorder. My roomate kept smacking for like 5min straight and pretty hard too. Then he would smack me back and fourth so much that I started bobbing back and fourth like a pengalum, I bobbed for a while, he asked me if he could smack me and I said yes.
I was completely out of it for a few hours, I was on the floor at one point. I some how was returned to the chair I was sitting in. I came too in a flash. I thought I never went under It's as if it was a movie and it all got edited out and I never knew there was all that extra photage. They tried to tell me what happened but I thought they were trying to fuck with me, I told them that I've been sitting in the same spot watching tv and it's only been 5min. I did some nitrous and got real fucked up. went to my room to listen to some techno, lied down on my bed with my eyes closed.
I must have went under again cuz I got up and nobody was home. This is were things got crazy. I've had all kinds of visuals but nothing like these. Everything was severely distorted. The door in my room was like 1ft high with a tiny doorknob at the bottom, kinda like in alice in wonderland. When I walked upto it the door was 20ft high and I could barely reach the knob which was close to the top. Everytime I'd look at the window in the back of my room it would change size,shape, and rotate 90degree angles. Every room in the house looked so strange and foriegn. My roomates dresser was completely twisted and everthing looked empty unlike the usual messy clutter that's all over our house. I was convinced that this wasn't real, it was fun to walk around and everything seemed like is was actually happening, this was to vivid and real to be a dream. I started thinking is this what things if I was dead or in a coma of some sort. Then I saw my friend downstairs and he was able to convince me I wasn't dead,dreaming or anything like that.
I started coming down a little so I drank another 1/2bottle and smoked another bag of flakes. I was feeling pretty good, like superman but I was out of nitrous so I asked this other kid who was sleeping downstairs to give me a ride to the store to get a bag of whippits. He wouldn't take me so I grabbed the keys out of his pocket and bounced with the car to stop&shop. I grabbed a basket and filled it with whippits and 2 at once and wobbled down the aisle to the check out line. The lady at the register smiled and I said good night to the security guard. There was this kid outside who seemed cool, he asked me if I needed any weed, this was at like 4am. I said yeah, come to my house. So we get in my friends car and the cops roll up. I haven't done anything wrong. I was driving the car sooo illegally tho, I had no ID, my liscence was suspended and it's not my car. Not too mention I was fucked up. I forgot to mention I had talked to this kid before I went in the store.
The cop rolls up and talks to the kid, not me. He said "we've had some problems with you here before" Then he asks me how I know him, I just said he asked for a ride home and that I didn't know him. Then the cops ills me and said "Are you high on whippits?!". What a bizzare question to ask. He could have said you look high, are you high etc... but to say specifically whippits which everyone knows are a 30sec high is odd, even weirder is that I had done whippits in the store. I also had a warrant for a FTA. So when he asked my name I just made up a false name. He didn't even ask for my SS# or BDay driver's liscence. Nothing. He told me to get into the squad car. I told him that I had done nothing wrong I that he couldn't arrest me and if he was what would it be for. Unfortunatly I was in a town where cops don't really need to follow the rules. But at the risk of him asking for a liscence etc.. I did, he said he wasn't going to arreast me he just wanted to talk to me really quick, which is odd. He tells me I can either spend the night locked up or goto the hospital. I said why, what for? He said doing whippits, I laughed and asked if he was serious, he said yes and that when the ambulance arrived. He said I had to go. I kept trying to convince the ambulance to let me go becuz this whole thing was ridiculous, I have to goto the hospital for whippits.
The agreed it was absurd but they also said they could tell I was high on more than just whippits, they said they don't care and wont tell they were just curious so I told them my night and they laughed and said I must have had fun, up until now that is. when I got there they stripped me down but naked and strapped me to a bed. I felt like I was in some kinky bondage porno and they guys who were strapping me in that I was getting really turned on. They gave me a wierd look and then left. The whole time nobody bothered to cover me or or close the curtain and parades of people would walk by and stare at me. I thought the whole thing was comical, little did I know it would soon turn into a nightmare. young girls, old ladies, security guards, tons of people looking at me with my dick hanging out. This one male nurse who was fucking evil and twisted had it out for me the whole night, I don't know the reason but after that night I swore I will kill him.
This female nurse asks me if I need to piss I say yeah. So she brings me a thermos. I sat up and went to grab my dick to aim and piss in the thermos when the male nurse runs runs over pushes me down and says I cant do that. "Do what?"
"Sit up and grab your dick"
"Are you seroius, why"
"You just cant"
"I need to aim or it will get everywhere, I'm not about to piss on myself"
Then he smiled and said, "ok now I'm gonna stick a catheter in you"
"Are you psycho, I can piss, I don't need a fucking catheter"
"well it's too late, I'm gonna give you one anyway"
"Like fucking hell you are!!"
So I grab my dick with both hands and he calls over 6 security guards and they all start wrestling me for my dick. For a good 20min they tried, they said they were helping me, I said they were fucking psycho.
"this kids gonna rip his own dick off his body, they were determined, I said they were monsters that they were gonna get sued and that I will kill them. Eventaully they got my hands free and OOOWWCH!!! up goes the tube into my dick.
Now I'm real pissed, I want blood the only thing on my mind was to get out of my restraints and start killing people. I got one arm compltely free, ripped out the IV and started working on my other then that fucking male nurse ran over and punched me in the throat, I choked and fell back, got up and security ran over and tried wrestling me he kept punching me in the throat and saying fucked up shit like I was trying to grab his balls. I kept getting out of restraints and the kept tying me up even more until I was in 5point+ restrains and gagged. This is like some sick twisted S&M shit. Now I could even move an inch or say anything. That nurse would keep coming over and tell me that I was still acting like an animal so I would be here for another 2 hours. He asked me if I wanted him to call anyone I told him he needed to call a grave digger. Eventually 8hours later he late me call for a ride home. I called me homegirl and she said she could be there in an hour. He said she arrived but when I went to go see her she wasn't there. The guard told me she was waiting and had left. He number was long distance and nobody in the ghetto crackerjack hospital would let me call long distance so that I could reach. So I had to walk for 5 miles in the freezing cold with no food to get home which really fucking sucked, luckily I had ripped out the IV that they said would flush out my system so I was still high and the drugs sustained me.
Later after talking to a few people I found out that sometimes stores like stop and shop and walmart will call the police/hospital if they catch anyone getting high off whippits etc.. in thier stores.
Lesson learned: DONT DO WHIPPITS IN THE STORE. My dick was out of commission for 4 days.
