I found this report on another forum, its not mine but its a REALLY good read.
long story I ate an ounce of mushrooms lots of acid and chugged a quarter bottle of everclear, I hit the streets on the first snow storm of the year and was walking aimlessly for a while until I was on a street and every house was exactly the same for as fa as I could see then when I turned around same thing so I was like what the fuck theres probably something important in this house so I go up to one ring the door bell and some hot 15 year old looking chick answers the door so I say " hey want to go upstairs and fuck" her dad popped outta nowhere and said slammed the door in my face. so I go back to walking down the middle of the street through the snow when a cop car comes my way I hate cops so I thought hey lets fuck with him, I didn't want to get caught tripping so hard and so wasted so I thought hey I should kill him, I jumped on his hood and punched the windshield to scare him, jumped off opened his door screamed"give me your gun" which is quoted in the police reports haha, and grabbed it right out his holster, I pointed it at his head and right as I was about to pull the trigger this huge fat black pig tackled me so hard the gun flew out my hands and I fought for a while with them both my osiris speakers on my backpack ripped off in the fight and as soon as the music stopped I was in the back of the cop car. I was in my own world and thought they were taking me to the airport so I could go to disney world. in reality they took me to the hospital to put me in a cell so they could find out what the fuck was wrong with me and shoot me up with anti-psychotic medicine. well I didn't know that and I thought they were escorting me to my plane. so I was in a cell thinking I was on the plane and the psychiatrist comes in with cops and I think she a stuerdest so I ask"can you bring me peanuts?" but instead she busts out a needle and the cops pin me down I was like whoah whoah what the hell are you doing "it'll make you feel better she says" "ah heroin, I must be in first class"
thinking I just got shot up with heroin I relax some more waiting for my plane to take off, she comes near me again"wheres my peanuts?" same shit pin me down and shoot me up with heroin. comes the third time, I lost my patience the planes been taking ages to take off, I yelled at her "where's my fucking peanuts!" she said don't have any ut heres some food and im gonna give you another shot....fuck no peanuts I thought in my head well shes looking mighty fine, " can you guys leave me and her alone for a while. she got a scared look in her eye they pinned me down and shot me up again . I was so pissed at the plane being delayed I thought id get back at it by pissing all over it somehow I got it piss on my pants and people came and said they had to put different pants on me I was like what the fuck are you doing as they pinned me down as I was kicking at them while they were taking off my pants wait wait "are you guys putting swimming trunks on me?" as I see them putting flowery swimming pants on I think to myself " sweet now I can hit up the water parks near disney. so back to sitting on my plane, there was a tv in the room and I think a jamacia airlines commercial came on and I totally misheard it and thought I was on the wrong flight so I started trying franticly to get off I tryed kicking the door down for a long time till I realized "hey jamaca's cool too" ill go smoke mad weed. well I landed no where near as cool as those two places I woke up the next morning butt naked on a plastic matress in a cell at the one of the most maximum security mental hospitals in the united states, Ann Klein forensic center.....in the cell next to me was DR. Kevorkien, whoever it's spelt my man who killed over 40 patients by lethal injections, and to my right was frank...he's been there 14 years he drank a cup of acid by accident at a party once thinking it was water and is permantly tripping, every day he eats his own shit and paints a suit on himself with it aswell. he was only allowed out an hour a day because its the minimum requirement to be allowed out and during that hour he runs around shooting spaceships haha. well I was there for 40 days until they finally evaluated that I was sane and transferred me back to jail where I got bailed out for 10% of $150,000 bail.... so yeah I got on PTI (pre trial intervention) for 2 years, which means if I get any new charges or fail a drug test I go to trial for my charges and would be facing 20 years in jail. but I got lucky as fuck because you normally cant get it with second degree charges but I got lucky and have completed 1and a half years doing stunts and illegal shit almost daily. so I just gotta be careful a bit longer and ill be ready to go crazy again after those charges get dropped.
How crazy is this guy
long story I ate an ounce of mushrooms lots of acid and chugged a quarter bottle of everclear, I hit the streets on the first snow storm of the year and was walking aimlessly for a while until I was on a street and every house was exactly the same for as fa as I could see then when I turned around same thing so I was like what the fuck theres probably something important in this house so I go up to one ring the door bell and some hot 15 year old looking chick answers the door so I say " hey want to go upstairs and fuck" her dad popped outta nowhere and said slammed the door in my face. so I go back to walking down the middle of the street through the snow when a cop car comes my way I hate cops so I thought hey lets fuck with him, I didn't want to get caught tripping so hard and so wasted so I thought hey I should kill him, I jumped on his hood and punched the windshield to scare him, jumped off opened his door screamed"give me your gun" which is quoted in the police reports haha, and grabbed it right out his holster, I pointed it at his head and right as I was about to pull the trigger this huge fat black pig tackled me so hard the gun flew out my hands and I fought for a while with them both my osiris speakers on my backpack ripped off in the fight and as soon as the music stopped I was in the back of the cop car. I was in my own world and thought they were taking me to the airport so I could go to disney world. in reality they took me to the hospital to put me in a cell so they could find out what the fuck was wrong with me and shoot me up with anti-psychotic medicine. well I didn't know that and I thought they were escorting me to my plane. so I was in a cell thinking I was on the plane and the psychiatrist comes in with cops and I think she a stuerdest so I ask"can you bring me peanuts?" but instead she busts out a needle and the cops pin me down I was like whoah whoah what the hell are you doing "it'll make you feel better she says" "ah heroin, I must be in first class"
thinking I just got shot up with heroin I relax some more waiting for my plane to take off, she comes near me again"wheres my peanuts?" same shit pin me down and shoot me up with heroin. comes the third time, I lost my patience the planes been taking ages to take off, I yelled at her "where's my fucking peanuts!" she said don't have any ut heres some food and im gonna give you another shot....fuck no peanuts I thought in my head well shes looking mighty fine, " can you guys leave me and her alone for a while. she got a scared look in her eye they pinned me down and shot me up again . I was so pissed at the plane being delayed I thought id get back at it by pissing all over it somehow I got it piss on my pants and people came and said they had to put different pants on me I was like what the fuck are you doing as they pinned me down as I was kicking at them while they were taking off my pants wait wait "are you guys putting swimming trunks on me?" as I see them putting flowery swimming pants on I think to myself " sweet now I can hit up the water parks near disney. so back to sitting on my plane, there was a tv in the room and I think a jamacia airlines commercial came on and I totally misheard it and thought I was on the wrong flight so I started trying franticly to get off I tryed kicking the door down for a long time till I realized "hey jamaca's cool too" ill go smoke mad weed. well I landed no where near as cool as those two places I woke up the next morning butt naked on a plastic matress in a cell at the one of the most maximum security mental hospitals in the united states, Ann Klein forensic center.....in the cell next to me was DR. Kevorkien, whoever it's spelt my man who killed over 40 patients by lethal injections, and to my right was frank...he's been there 14 years he drank a cup of acid by accident at a party once thinking it was water and is permantly tripping, every day he eats his own shit and paints a suit on himself with it aswell. he was only allowed out an hour a day because its the minimum requirement to be allowed out and during that hour he runs around shooting spaceships haha. well I was there for 40 days until they finally evaluated that I was sane and transferred me back to jail where I got bailed out for 10% of $150,000 bail.... so yeah I got on PTI (pre trial intervention) for 2 years, which means if I get any new charges or fail a drug test I go to trial for my charges and would be facing 20 years in jail. but I got lucky as fuck because you normally cant get it with second degree charges but I got lucky and have completed 1and a half years doing stunts and illegal shit almost daily. so I just gotta be careful a bit longer and ill be ready to go crazy again after those charges get dropped.
How crazy is this guy
