Ok well it was the once a couple of years ago. I was in a relationship where she was (luckily) extremely straight-laced and I just wanted to react against that, like an idiot. Anyway, I'd taken MXE a couple of times before and she was ok with it, but not very happy. She'd asked me not to do it again.
A few months later I got some, more than i needed, as it happens, and I decided to take it when she was out for the day. So I took some and she returned, pretty pissed off with the state I was in
Anyway, I knew I'd tested my luck with this whole thing, so (whilst I was fucked) I thought "In for a penny, in for a pound" and necked the rest of the bag in a glass of water.
The next I remember is waking up in hospital, 1 day later, having been given beyond the level of diazepam recommended to halt the seizures. I had to stay an extra day for monitoring. I made a half arsed attempt to escape, but no joy, so I was stuck with the farting twats for another night.
That's me - I'm not proud.