I came in here to look for thoughts on Suboxone, since I'm doing a home detox and discovered people talking about 6-APB and thought I'd chip in, since I've got far too energy to spare right now.
I'm a bit of an old-school clubber and I'm firmly in the LSD, Magic Mushies, Disco-Biscuit camp and to be honest, I get a bit snooty about it but it's probably allowed, since most clubbers these days regard me as something of a dinosaur.
Anyway, I bumped into the son of a couple I'm friends with and this cheeky whelp knows I'm something of a test-kit for anything drugs. I'll basically try anything once. We went back to his gaff for a smoke and blethered about fishing for a while before his flatmate came back and suggested we get some Benzo-Fury. Oh how I laughed.
"Who the hell names this shite?" I asked, wondering if there was any connection at all with benzos or fury for that matter.
I was informed it's something like ecstasy and it's legal. Hmmm...legal? The last legal thing I took was Gourana and that was properly crap, so I said I'd give it a shot, just to humour this pair of reprobates if nothing else. I didn't expect much and imagined I'd be home for dinner in 3 hours.
A phone call and a 5 minute jaunt later and the flatmate returned with a handful of little red packets. He proceeded to hand me 2 green tablets, that in my humble opinion, looked more like rat-poison than anything you expect to take for partying purposes. Hey-ho! I've lived this long and Fly-Agaric didn't kill me or drive me insane despite the promise and so I thought I'm fairly impervious to most substances. I swallowed the pill and had a beer. Disgusting. Worse than ecstasy and probably just as tasty as rat-poison too. I very nearly gagged, which isn't something I really do, even with fresh-from-the-dirt mushies. Lovely.
We sat around talking rubbish, mostly about the subject of fishing and an hour or so passed by. I noticed that odd watery sensation you get in your jowls, when you're coming up on stimulants like MDMA and Acid etc.
"I 'think' something might be happening" I said and the 2 sitting across from me grinned and elbowed each other in the ribs, like they were in on some inside-joke.
Now whether it was the excitement of hearing that 'the old yin' was coming up or what, I don't know but they decided they were coming up pretty much simultaneously.
I got up, for what reason I wasn't sure but I just felt it was a good idea to go for a pee, or a crap or something. I wasn't exactly sure. It was probably a good thing I did because I had barely crossed the bathroom threshold when I projectile vomited and emptied my stomach pronto. I hovered my face above the pan for 30 seconds or so just in case I threw up again but no. I straightened up again and fuck me.
"I am right out my cunt....big time"
This wasn't a nice gentle come-up at all. Within a few minutes of that first twinge, I was full-on out of my dial. It's certainly trippy IMO and quite spacey but at the same time, it's got that safe, comforting feeling you get from MDMA. Like no matter how heavy this buzz is going to get, it's only going to get better and there's no fear of possibly going over the edge.
My two compadres were looking pretty wide-eyed too. It was quite apparent I wasn't going home for dinner at all. In fact, I wasn't going anywhere and I settled in for the night to talk shite, have deep and meaningless debates, listen to the whole of Joey Beltram's back-catalogue (which was an insight for my two co-pilots) and somehow manage to consume a Pot-Noodle...odd. I couldn't drink a drop of booze and at one point I had horrific heartburn but as discomforting as that was, I was enjoying myself no end. It barely ruined my buzz at all.
About 2 hours in, some other folk arrived with more Benzo-Furys and an abundance of M-Cat, which again, I had never tried. I was offered several lines which I greedily accepted and then set about swallowing another Benzo. Hooray.
After that, it was far less like MDMA, LSD or in fact anything else. It felt much more like a far more complicated collection of uppers mixed together but it was just the two. I kinda knew I didn't have to be this wrecked but all the same, I just felt pretty bloody amazing really. In fact, I'd go as far as to say, I enjoyed it far more than I have MDMA in the last 10 years. It was rocket-fuel and I could EASILY see me in full-effect at a club-night. I haven't actually put that theory to the test but I'm fairly sure it would serve the purpose more than superbly.
If you haven't tried it yet. Give it a whirl. I went back for more the following week but then went on a smack binge, which lasted longer than I had envisaged.
position until maybe Monday midday even when I thought I was smiling. Eyes didn't stay dilated for long. I don't think I've got the unsatuated 6-apb due to these latter effects - they don't normally happen, especially at what I would call a fairly low dosage (of the apb)
