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no. actually never done neither ketamine nor oxycodone

have you ever made a BIG miss while shooting blow and didnt notice until you looked at your arm and saw an immense bump there?

just did that uh such a waste!
 
neurotic said:
no. actually never done neither ketamine nor oxycodone

have you ever made a BIG miss while shooting blow and didnt notice until you looked at your arm and saw an immense bump there?

just did that uh such a waste!
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Yeah terrible feelin for a couple reasons.. fuckin vasoconstriction is a bitch

Ever have an abscess or miss requiring medical attention?
 
No, but one time I did a shot then immediately got into a hot bath. Afterwards, I was having such bad tremors that I sought medical attention. It was so bad. I almost passed out in the tub, then I could not stop violently shaking. Oddly, it was from opiates (IR Oxycodone, I believe). Still not sure what happened.

Ever trip and spend the entire night reading and goofing off on Bluelight? ;)
 
Oh yes Jackie - surely that's part of the fun? And a worthy challenge, trying to keep a staight, solemn face, whilst wanting - needing! - to explode with insane, hysterical laughter... at my joy, and the absurdity of the 'civilised world'!
 
I can answer 'yes' to way more of these questions than I'd like.

@Jackie; many, many times.

Ever tried Propionyl-Loperamide?
Only tried the Acetyl ester, the prop-sub is supposed to be a fairly decent opioid IIRC.

EDIT: another question; have you ever had a pet get into your drug stash?
Taking my dog to the vet after he found my Valium and weed was... 'an experience'.
 
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Yes -Prudence, my darling puppy! Had some friends round, who brought half an ounce of v v nice dope, in a film can. Off they went... then returned ten minutes later...
"I've lost my dope!" said Sam, mortified. A search ensued, during which I soon found the film can... with ominous tooth marks, open and empty! A minute, forensic search ensued for hours, discovering no more than atiny crumb of dope, and lots of lumps of dried mud. They left in disgust...

I then went down to the kitchen, and found Pru sitting there, looking sweet and innocent as usual. She was looking from side to side, blank, bloodshot eyes confused and strange...

"Awwww... you ate it, didn't you!" A feeble wag of the tail, and a somewhat unstaedy attempt to get up... oh hell! Filled with fear, I quickly weighed her, did a little calculation, and was seriously worried! Having once overdone it myself, eating a quarter of gold leb which poleaved me for days, I figured she had taken the equivalent of a good half pound or more for me, and decided to phone the Vet for advice. What followed was one of the most toe-curling, stupid conversations of my life - and there have been a few!

SEnsibly (it seemed at the time) I decided to disguise my voice. Stupidly, and I have no idea why, I was a bit nervous, and adopted a sort of 'John Major meets Mr Bean' anorak voice - and was stuck with it! My Indian Vet was intensely, alarmingly curious...
"You gave your dog CANNABIS?"
"Oh no... she sort've 'stole it'??"
"Oh dearie, dearie me... how much?"
"ER... quite lot... half an ounce?"
This most unforunately became agonising, as I suddenly wanted to laugh.
"This is not a joking matter! Most irresponsible!"
"What, me or the dog?"
"This is very serious, how is she behaving?"
"Well, er... a bit stoned I 'spose... wobbly"
"No wonder!"
"Will she be okay?" (tense pause) "Should I make her sick or something?"
"No, no! I think you have done enough harm! Give her some olive oil to help it pass..." (aha, useful... I'll know in future!)

Well, Prudence nodded off on the sofa, and although I was very worried when I picked her up and found shhe had turned into a floppy, cuddly toy, completely unconcious, she was still breathing. Rolled back her little eyelid, and an alarmingly bloodshot, big black eye appeared... even so, following a long, anxious night, she woke up right as rain next morning, and never looked back.
To be honest, she grew into a very strange dog after that, the most fiendishly clever, alarmingly intelligent, and supremely naughty dog I ever knew. Whether the dope was responsible, I never knew?
Sadly, she vanished one day, and despite every effort, was never seen again - I loved her to bits, and still hope she found her place with some travellers or something, though she lives now only in my memories... sniffle!
 
halibut_acid said:
Anyone ever snort a combo line of ketamine and Roxi 30s? We call em ketalinablues.
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i'll have to try that sometime, I have a favorite combo called 'Calvin Kline' which is a ketamine x coke mix; makes me feel hella fancy.


have you ever k-holed so bad(so good?) that you thought you were at a completely different music festival?
unfortunately happens to me more often than i'd like; but to be honest, they all sorta look the same at night, hahah
 
kitty hcl said:
i'll have to try that sometime, I have a favorite combo called 'Calvin Kline' which is a ketamine x coke mix; makes me feel hella fancy.


have you ever k-holed so bad(so good?) that you thought you were at a completely different music festival?
unfortunately happens to me more often than i'd like; but to be honest, they all sorta look the same at night, hahah
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Nope lol.

Have you ever drank ayahuasca in the middle of the night when your mom is sleeping, then wake her up by vomiting all over her living room, then sat next to her while you were breaking through?
 
Surprisingly, no - heavy psychedelics and parents are two things I like to keep separate.

Have you ever made "drug art"?
Not making art while high, but out of drugs themselves or the paraphernalia.
I once started collecting every bit of foil I'd chased the dragon on, with the idea of making a massive collage after a year.
Got 9 months in and ended up binning the fucking lot due to paranoia on a Coke run. :!
 
actually, yes.
ive made a collage with stamp bags that i collected for a couple months. i taped then to my wall and by the time i decided it was silly and incriminating i had a whole wall of my bedroom covered. hahah.

have you ever felt like you were never gonna come back from a psychedelic trip or youd come back and not be yourself?
 
kitty hcl said:
actually, yes.
ive made a collage with stamp bags that i collected for a couple months. i taped then to my wall and by the time i decided it was silly and incriminating i had a whole wall of my bedroom covered. hahah.

have you ever felt like you were never gonna come back from a psychedelic trip or youd come back and not be yourself?
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In the literal sense, no.
In the pretentious, proto-hippy sense, I try to end every psychedelic experience having learned something and re evaluated life and my goals. Thus, a different person, a better person than before the trip.

Good question. :)

Have you ever 'pulled a Pryor'?
As in; set fire to one's hair whilst rocking up Crack with NH4?

I no longer have a fringe, rather; a chest-length mullet. =D
 
Yes, marijuana.

And also yes to the neverending trip question. Major freakout on high shroom dose (first time) that i convinced myself i had become retarded for good. That trip was one big panic attack.

Have you ever done so, so much cocaine that you actually thought 'shit, thats enough cocaine'

Hahahaha
 
Yeah, 10.5 grams gone and I put my last 8 ball back in the bag, in a cupboard, smoked some Fent, dropped some Halcion and... lasted 25 minutes before I dug the bag and finished it.

Pro-tip: never buy bulk Coke.
 
No. When it comes to stims there is never enough for me. Hence, I refrain from using them. And yes to the neverending trip where I 'overdosed' on DOx (first 4 blotters didnt kick in, tasted a bit metallicy, bought 5 more, tasted 5x more metallically.... and I was alone in my grandma's house the whole time. Shit was nuts but I endured it.)

Ever check yourself into a detox center (that you can walk out of) just to get enough librium in you untill your next package of x benzo analog restocks and comes in the mail? Am I fucked or what.
 
I once started amking a very ambitious 'statue' out of empty Dexedrine packets. It was to be spindly, sinister and dynamic, with wild, staring eyes, and a sort of wild, dancy pose. I had high hopes for it (ahem - no pun intended!), Unfortunately my masterful artwork was NOT to the approval of my flatemake ("EEeeeeeew! It looks like a skeleton - get rid of it!), and after a load of nagging, and an exasperated row, it ended up un the fire one night... sigh....
 
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