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Someone I care about had something slipped into her drink at a bar over the weekend. She is fine but understandably shaken up.

It reminds me of a time in high school when I was doing tequila shots at a party. Everyone was smoking weed and some others were doing "hard" drugs as well (I didn't do hard drugs in high school).

I woke up on the floor 12 hours later.

I don't have any memory of most of the night other than the missing $150 from my purse. I thank my lucky stars that I wasn't sexually assaulted.

I know this has happened to many of you. If you are comfortable, share your story here.

Oh, and people that unwittingly dose others are almost as bad as child molesters as far as I'm concerned. :X

Mods- if this would do better in TDS feel free to move.
 
Someone poured some moonshine into a beerbong I was gonna hit - but I noticed. I turned it over to a drunk guy that claimed he didn't care - a few minutes later he had chugged it and passed out - I still don't know if he got alcohol poisoning or what - that's a shitload of booze...

--- G.
 
Me and my friends used to drop liquid in each others eyes while one was sleeping back on tour. Crazy shit to wake up tripping insanely hard.
 
i had ghb slipped in my drink once at a club. this isn't a case of me having sex with someone ugly and trying to blame it on G either. my behavior was quite clearly symptomatic of ghb according to my friends. fortunately my boyfriend was with me and nothing bad happened, but i suppose in any other situation it could have gotten out of hand. the weird thing is that we're both pretty sure that the culprit was either this guy we know or this girl who was acting really weird around me all night. the whole idea of being dosed by a woman strikes me as very weird, but frankly i'm pretty sure that's what happened. predators come in all forms i suppose.

there was one other incident of a possible attempted dosing, but i may have just been being paranoid. someone at my camp at burning man this year refilled my & my roommate's waters, and they tasted so weird when we got them back that i dumped them out. we were the dj's at the camp so i think this guy was trying to be cool and "take care of us" so to speak, but we were not interested. there's nothing cool about dosing someone without their knowledge, even if you think they will like it.
 
I was hit with GHB once while I was in a club in Tijuana. I had set down my drink for a few minutes to play on the indoor volleyball court they had there with a few friends. When I got back to my drink, I 'thought' it looked moved a little bit, but I was pretty drunk and I instantly dismissed this idea. I chugged the rest of the beer.
About half an hour later, my vision was getting kinda weird and I realized I had never felt like that before while drunk. I sat down on the side of the place somewhere, and 1 or 2 of my friends were with me and asked me what was up.
I then realized I'd probably been drugged, and never having done GHB before, I was preparing myself. I can handle drugs quite well and although I was GONE at this point, I was making myself stumble to the front of the club. My friends helped me but I was determined on doing it myself.
Soon after we left and came back to the states and nothing bad came of it :)

I think either someone slipped that shit in the wrong drink for the wrong person... or that I really did pick up a different drink than I had set down... whoops! hehe
 
I've had something put in my drink before, although I really don't know what it was. It might have been G but I've just recently been experimenting with it recreationally and it doesn't seem to be the same.

All I really remember is putting my drink down and dancing for a while, having not had much of it. I came back to my drink a little while later, and slowly drank it. About 30 minutes later, I'd drunk a little more than half of it and was feeling VERY fucked up. I knew it wasn't just the alchohol. I was out by myself but luckily I knew everyone who worked at that club so I quickly told the bartender someone must have drugged me before passing out a few seconds later. As I was told later, some guy tried to convince the bartender he was my friend and was going to take me home, so the bartender had the bouncers take him out back and beat the living shit out of him. I woke up several hours later in the back room of the club and was allowed to kick the guy in the ribs (whom they had held for me) a few times before they finally let him go.

Russia is fun :-)
 
Getting dosed with acid and not knowing what is happening to you is not fun. Someone dosed me when I was at a party a few years ago. I had done acid before but for the life of me I couldn't understand why I was seeing the shit I was seeing and why I couldn't speak or tell anyone what was going on. I was terrified all night. Only when I was coming down did I understand what had happened and I was finally able to tell someone. The entire time I walked around the party hallucinating people and being scared shitless. To make matters worse I was alone. My friends left early and asked if I wanted to go with them - I wasn't tripping yet and told them I would be fine. They left me with some girl I barely knew. An hour or so later I was tripping balls and she was nowhere to be found. I couldn't concentrate on anything and I couldn't really see what anything was. I was tripping so hard that nothing looked the way it really was. It is definately not something I would ever wish on someone else. Tripping and not understanding that you are tripping is scary. I thought I was going nutz.
 
This is the problem with drinking out of open containers like cups and beerbongs instead of a bottle or can that has been sealed and in your hand the whole time. People who dose other's are scum, but don't be a victim, drink your drink then dance, don't drink half and come back. Plus there are so many stories just like Mariposa420's that start out just like that, and end up like that, with no unknown druggings or mickies at all. Believe it or not tequila shots and weed can definitely knock you out for 12 hours and get you jacked, it doesn't mean someone slipped you G. And if they did you would've probably overdosed depending on how many shots you had. I am not discrediting you I would just like it to be known that alcohol is the number one date rape drug.
 
The first time I ever took LSD, was because someone tried to dose me. They had put some liquid on some gum but I knew it was on there and ate it anyway. I went home from school and I didn't get any visual effects for the next 2 hours, I figured they were just BS'ing so I smoked some pot and started tripping hard.
 
I was with a new group of friends, after only moving there recently....and was out drinking, with no intention of doing anything else. I had a new car and wanted to be home at a decent time. Just wanted to get out and do a little dancing. Well i only had a few drinks, and it was ladies night and they were quite weak. I was at the bar, getting hit on by the bartender, and then the group passed around a champagne bottle, and I took the first sip. That is the last thing I remember. Next thing i know I am getting hauled away in an ambulance. At first laughing, then pissed because I realized something isn't right and these people should not be taking me anywhere against my will. At the hospital they tied my goddamned arms down. I was going nuts because i knew i hadn't done anything....I was so confused. The tried to take blood and i wouldn't let them. I didn't want anyone near me. Looking back I should have, and would have been able to possibly find out what the hell I had in me. My parent got there pretty quickly after they called them. After a conversation with a cop, apparently this cop for hire said he had seen me numerous times, dancing walking around perfectly fine, and less than ten minutes later he saw me stumbling around. He waited around at the hospital till my parents showed up. thank god for him, although I did come around quickly in the ambulance, i don't know how much time elapsed during my unconcious phase. how embarrassing at a club. you just look drunk and stupid ya know? and this wasn't the friendliest club. there were tons of thugs there and i can't imagine how it would have turned out if i had passed out in a hallway or something. wasn't sure if the group i was with put some G in the champagne bottle, or if the bartender slipped something in the drink he handed me. i wasn't close to the people and they denied doing it. i wouldn't have minded, i mean i love G....but i had the first swig, and quickly....it must not have mixed at all....i obviously had a massive dose to knock out that quickly. anyhoo....it was one of the only times i had gone out alone. such a nono. i learned my lesson.
 
tokey said:
Believe it or not tequila shots and weed can definitely knock you out for 12 hours and get you jacked, it doesn't mean someone slipped you G.
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Uhh pleazeeee , you'd have to have a hell of a lot of tequila & pot to get knocked out for 12 hours , especially if you seem to get fucked up very fast for no reason. Get real. :p
 
Some years ago I was at a party and a lot of people were rolling. I hadn't any money with me and wasn't close enough to anyone to ask for a free pill. I had 1.5 hits of acid and took them, then I started tripping and a friend of mine who didn't really liked the idea of me doing drugs showed up. We were talking and I was trippin' hard and a bit unconfortable with him being there. A guy asked me if I did pills and I told him no. He said "come on, try one, I'll give you a free one" but I kept saying no. We continued talking and he went to the kitchen and brought two cokes and gave me one. I wondered why did he do it and my first thought was "he dropped a roll into the coke". I didn't touched it, but then that friend of mine said he was gonna leave and I tasted it. Yes, it tasted like mdma, it was, and I had a great candyflip =D . Other than that, it never happened to me, people here would rather take the drugs themselves than spikking other people drinks
 
VagabondGE said:
I've had something put in my drink before, although I really don't know what it was. It might have been G but I've just recently been experimenting with it recreationally and it doesn't seem to be the same.

All I really remember is putting my drink down and dancing for a while, having not had much of it. I came back to my drink a little while later, and slowly drank it. About 30 minutes later, I'd drunk a little more than half of it and was feeling VERY fucked up. I knew it wasn't just the alchohol. I was out by myself but luckily I knew everyone who worked at that club so I quickly told the bartender someone must have drugged me before passing out a few seconds later. As I was told later, some guy tried to convince the bartender he was my friend and was going to take me home, so the bartender had the bouncers take him out back and beat the living shit out of him. I woke up several hours later in the back room of the club and was allowed to kick the guy in the ribs (whom they had held for me) a few times before they finally let him go.

Russia is fun :-)
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Indeed it is! And the prettiest women of the world (well actually that would be the Ukraine, but whatever)
 
A relative spiked my drink with speed when I was seventeen.
My dad wanted to kill him when he found out.
He is dying of a terminal illness at the moment, so there is probably no need.
 
Fucked Up Shit

I was in Paris in '96 at a 'social-formal' gathering
in the military barracks at St-Germain.

There was a large table with drinks layed out;
I, obviously, took one and drank it, followed by a
few (maybe 3 more); then started feelin' really
strange, unsteady on my feet, vision startin' to tunnel.

I spoke no Paris-talk ('cept maybe 'Je vous dre un biere sil vous plait.')
I was gettin' real confused and so I decided to leave the
party, told the French dudes I had come with I was cruisin'
and jetted...

...some how I managed to get out of the barracks
and walk, stumble, trip two, mabye three kilometres
and actually find where I was staying - with a family
of people I knew. I have NO idea how I found the place
as I was fucked, in a foreign city, at night.

But then my ketamined brain (experience since puts this down
to the most likely substance) remembers that the people
who lived there were at the party.

It was -8 centigrade, and I was in light formal clothing -
in short, I was freezin' to what I thought was death...
...I'd left my coat behind.

I finally, somehow managed to find the dog sleeping in
garage, and curled up under it's blanket with it, huggin'
it for warmth.

This took a little explaining in the morning.

Better me than whomever they were tryna rape.

UnS
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