Well I didn't take any Doves or any other pills tonight. After the pills showed up as no MDMA (or no reaction what so ever) I was never going to take them. One mate took 2 before getting to the club and decided not to take any more, at first just said they were shit and was no point, then 4hrs after taking the first one started to trip out and see loads of ppl he knew (who weren't there). Another mate who had a cunt of an experience wi them Ket Mitzis a few weeks ago who assured me he wasn't daft enough to take dodgy pills ever again as it was the worst day of his life (waking me up begging me to take him to hospital, freaked out and panicked to fuck claiming valiums were making his heart beat faster and causing him to hallucinate) decided to take the remaining 3 of my mate, we're not sure how many he *actually* took but the 3 cannot be accounted for so he may have took all 3, even he doesn't know, claims he only took one and must have lost the rest but he was in a terrible state, after about 20mins of swallowing he was having a harsh come up, says he felt weitd n could barely speak or string a sentence together. Looked mashed as fuck, kept tellin me he loved me was about all he could get out. Then after an hour regained his speach n said he'd been feeling weird as fuck but was ok now. Fast forward a cpl hours, Madchester finishes (the music was great but what a testosterone feuled night out, im glad ive been n had a great time but i wouldnt go back) we go to a party n he starts hallucinating like fuck. Proper freaking out. Says more visual than 2CB (which is the only trippy drug he's taken).
The party was a good laugh UNTIL late on into it when I walked into the living room n some random says "you think yer funny", I thought it was bcuz i'd just kicked his bottle over by accident which I apologised for n he says "fuck al to do wi the bottle ye tought ye were funny pushin yer mate into me n runnign of laughin". I had fuck all idea what he was on about n says that it must have been someone else, he says "nah its only been you n yer mate here all night" i says well im only wi 3 folk n there all in this room so which mate was it that i apparently pushed into you. He looks at them all n says nah none o them u know who i'm on about, I said nah seruously mate no idea can we just shake n make up he says nut get out my sight or i'll smash ye. I was like right fuck this i canna be arsed so ill leave it, go back to the kitchen on the hunt for more booze n my mate comes running out saying i need to stop causing fights wi folk as its not my flat (as if i would) we both go into the kitchen. My mates bitching like fuck about this tosser to some other folk in the kitchen, the tosser walks in and hears it all n says "you talkin bout me" n my mate suddenly realises he's in the same room n changes subject n tries to make out i was in the wrong n that i was speakin about him when i hadnt said fuck all cuz i just couldnt be arsed. The tosser then again starts all this "get out my sight before i smash ye cunt" n all that bravado, realised well before then that if he was half as mad as he wanted me to beleive he would have done it by then so i stopped caring n smashed a glass bottle over his head....................................................................nah only joking I didnt reallt I just walked out the kicthen ignored the cunt n went home, it was getting late anyway, the sluts who's house it was was in bed the ppl left at the party were gay and thats the best excuse I have. There was no way I was getting into a fight wi some tosser gayboy wanker over something that never even happened. Some people need tae get a grip.
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