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Post a story about rolling at the WRONG time

Haha that sucks. My brother gave me a lift back from a festival in Wales to London at around 3am on the last night. Already wasted on uppers my friend slipped me and my boyfriend a couple pills. The journey was such a buzz kill, and I started coming down before we got home. Family and drugs aren't a good mix.
 
I dropped three pills then 20 minutes later I found out I had to go out for dinner with my girlfriend and her family, I was high as fuck and she kept asking why my hands were so sweaty, I said I was really hot, then I just couldn't stop thinking about how weird the texture of the chicken was when I put it in my mouth - then we were done and when they dropped me off at home I went to meet up with my friends because I was still pretty high, but I insisted on dropping another pill to get even higher, anyways I did, went to the store to buy some smokes, got to where my friends were, peaked, and saw that they were all on a police car being searched LOL. It sucked a bit, they all got busted for the E they had xD
 
me and my girl took a roll. then my mom told me to pick up my sister. got head all the way to her place. we were rollin balls driving her to her friends house and all the way back my gf was texting me all the things she'd do to my dick. alpha as fuck.
 
I once had a bag of molly break in my pocket and I licked my hand (idiot move) when I put it in my pocket and realized what had happened. I didn't roll hard (I'd guess I maybe ate like .07g or something) but it was already after midnight when it kicked in and I had work the next day. I just kinda hung out on my own in my house rolling and spinning poi for a couple hours and then went to sleep. No real consequences, but it was inconvenient.
 
1 time me and my mate were rolling hard and decided t go dirtbike riding so we rail a pill each and jump on our bikes.there was a new road being built through the bush where i ride my bike.Well me n my mate decided to ride down it.It was at 6 oclock so the sun was setting.Anyways were riding top gear down the road and i see a fence in the distance and start to slow down.But my friend dosent i think ah he'll slow down in a sec oh wait shit! then fucking bam he goes through the fence.
This is just a chain link fence this is thick wire lucky when his bike hit it he put his head down so he dident hit the top bar and the bike knocked the wire out in 1 peace....so i ride up to him n jumps up grabing his arm he pulls back his sleeve and i can see some of his muscle on his forearm and part of his elbow....
we start pushing our bikes back and i told him to ride my bike home n ill push his.So now its pitch black im by myself and im draging a 80kg bike through boggy sand for about 2-4 km....
 
Oh and another time i was at my mates house and we decided to go over to his mates house n get on the pills.Anyways after about 140mg of MDMA in 4 hours (that was alot for me when i was just starting)my mate who was only drinking wants to go back to his place to pick up some weed he had.so i drop another pill and make the walk back about 15 mins before we get to his house i can feel the pill.so his mum n dad are ment to be out of town til the next day we walk through the door n there are his mum n dad sitting in the lounge watching a movie.so i put my head down n walk to his room.so im siting there on the bed rolling HARD just waiting for him to grab his weed so we can get the fuck out of there.5 mins goes by and i can hear my mate calling me i just ignore it cos i dident want to face his mum n dad 10 mins goes by n he walks in n says come watch a movie with me mum n dad i was like nahh i wanna go back to D's house n hes like i cant be fucked man.i no where else to stay as i was 15 at the time.so there i am laying on the lounge room rug quietly groaing n rubbing the carpet watching the breakfast club with his mum n dad.

The next time i saw his bloke he told me his mum caught on what was going on n didennt want me back there again =D good times
 
another time it was like 5 in the morning n me n my mates couldent be fucked walking anymore so we found this building and crashed out the back of bad thing was it was a church and it was a sunday morning.we woke up to some priest standing there asking us what where doing we jus leged it =D
 
In Vegas, I was just about to go up to my room, although I was still rolling pretty hard. I went to the public restroom in the lobby first (at the Rio) and did my best to get some pee out. I was doing this in the urinal right next to the janitors closet, and I immediately noticed that the light was on in there, and I heard someone making some noise in there (didn't think anything of it at this point...assumed it was the janitor) and continued to pee. I was in the restroom by myself, and another guy walked in on my left, and I looked at him, and his facial expression looked like hehad just seen a ghost. He proceeded to scream "no! no! Not you! What are you doing here!?".

I was extremely confused at this point, then someone walks right behind me (out of the janitors closet) and straight to this guy and starts strangling him. The strangler is a large Asian man in a full suit, and is wearing white latex gloves.

I froze for a few seconds...not believing what I was seeing. The Asian man was saying something, but it was hard to understand through his strong accent, but it sounded something like " you answer to the thief " although I'm sure it is something different.

When the Asian man's eyes met mine, I finally snapped out of shock and zipped up my pants and sped walked out of there, not leaving time to flush or wash my hands. Let me tell you, this was the longest walk out of a bathroom I'll ever have, and it felt like he was right on my back the whole time, though he wasn't.

Now that I was out of the bathroom, my first thought was to notify security what had happened. I couldn't find them anywhere, so I finally decided I needed to get up to my room to lock up and be safe from this man. On the way to my room, I thought every Asian man was working with the strangler and was after me.

I finally made it to the elevator and pressed level 12 . The two young guys in there with me pressed 11. As we were going up, they started pressing all the elevator buttons and chuckling to one another. They got off at 11. Then-- I don't know how they did it-- but the elevator went right by floor 12 and stopped at 13. I was convinced I was walking into an ambush and was panicking. Thankfully it was a harmless prank, and I safely went back down to my floor.

When I got to my floor, I sprinted to my room and deadbolted the door. I was soo paranoid...because I heard people talking outside my room and I swear I heard what sounded like an Asian man screaming "give me the key!". I also swear I was hallucinating (at least I hoped) men in the adjacent tower's windows aiming anklets at me.

Anyway, after a few hours of being frightened out of mu mind, I finally fell asleep. I was fine in the morning, and heard nothing of this strangling. I had terrible anxiety and an extreme phobia of public restrooms with janitor closets for a few months after this, though I have overcome all of that now.

And that is my story of the "wrong time to roll"... Man I got chills typing that haha, sorry for the long read, and thanks for reading if you did!

Wow! And I thought i've seen some crazy shit in vegas. hah Glad I read this today and not earlier, I just got back from vegas and with CES going on it wouldn't have been a good time to be scared of Asians in suits.

On a related note, I rolled at Sapphire (huge ass strip club) this past weekend. My bank statement would lead me to believe that was the wrong place to roll....
 
Wow, all of these stories are so crazy, especially the strangler one!
I have a "near death experience" myself!
Once, when I was 15, me and a friend took some pills and were rolling hard and the other 3 were sober, and we snuck out of my house around 2 A.M.
We went to this park and met around 10 people, who were all stoned and drunk and started chilling.

We are all chilling on the playground part of the park, smoking, when we see this truck speeding towards us, OVER the curb, onto the park, across the football field, straight towards us.
The mans window is rolled down and he screams "HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN A BLONDE WOMAN?! HAVE YOU?!" He seems either really really high on some kind of scary hard drunk like meth or just flat out psychotic. I guess they saw her before we got to the park cus one drunk dude, Gabe, says "Yeah," and the scary dude asks "that's my fucking wife, I'm gonna fucking kill her. Where the fuck did she go? WHERE THE FUCK DID SHE GO?"
My friend says "She went down that street," and the crazy guy said "You better be telling the fucking truth," and drives away EXTREMELY FAST.
We thought it was over, and one of my friends wants to call the cops but we talk her out of it because we're all really fucked up. My hearts beating really fast and I don't think I've ever felt this scared before.
1 minute later, he comes back with a baseball bat.
He yells "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WIFE? ARE YOU GUYS SHITTING ME?! I'M GONNA KILL THAT FUCKING BITCH, WHERE IS SHE?" he sounds INSANE. At this point my friend says she's going to call the cops but someone tells her not to. The guy is about to circle the park again, but then one of my drunk friends, Gabe, shouts, "You're fucking coming at us with a blunt object?! How the fuck are we supposed to know where your wife is?" he runs out into the street where the car is driving away and we all tell him to stop but he doesn't. So the car makes a U-turn and starts SPEEDING towards my friend, and he's just egging him on, saying "DO SOMETHING, BITCH. FUCKING TRYING TO KILL YOUR WIFE?!" The car comes THIS close to hitting Gabe, but he jumps out of the way before he does, and the car drives down the street and turns.
Me and my friends are begging the guys to leave, my roll is totally ruined anyway, I'm just spazzing out thinking I'm about to have a heart attack, totally convinced we're going to get killed if he comes back again.
Gabe is drunk and really hyped up, but we manage to convince them to take us to one of their houses, saying that we're going to leave if they keep provoking the guy and don't leave now. So we get in one of their cars and are about to drive away. But, the car comes back right before, and stops violently right in front of on of our parked cars.
AND ALL THE DUDES JUMP OUT OF THE CAR LIKE THEY'RE GOING TO DO SOMETHING.
The guys tried to hit one of them, again, but he jumps out of way last minute, and the guy speeds off, screaming about his wife.
It probably seemed a lot scarier than it was since I was rolling, but EVERY car I say that night looked like that guys truck.. Probably one of my scariest experiences.

I hope he never found his wife. :(
 
One time at hotel party, me and this beautiful female go into the bathroom to break out some molly pressies soon as we insulfate our pills we hear BOOM BOOM BOOM. Its the owner of the hotel banging on the door screaming.

So we run out the window and there is another manager screaming IM CALLING THE COPS! Drive an hour home to find my mom tripping on mushrooms me and the female are rolling and we start to pet the cat and my moms like ARE YOU GUYS ROLLING? GIVE ME SOME!
 
one time, i decided to take a tester before i picked up and i went to a local restaurant with friends and it turned out i took pipes, worst decision ever. I will never ever pop or attempt to pop again unless im in a environment with music at least, LOL.
 
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