So, when I was basically a child, I did COPIOUS amounts of this stuff. Thousands of pills. Soma, by itself, for me, leaves a lot to be desired. It's kind of like an Indica. in the sense that you're body-locked, you feel relaxed, good, but the mental... you're still clear-headed. So you take another. And another. And another. Still not high! I feel GREAT! ...but... where's the euphoria? I feel like... I should combine this... with something...
That's carisoprodol. I'll never forget when I was about 14 years old, we used to bum rush the bathroom of the kid across the street from my friend's house. His mother had thousands of Soma pills. I'd run in there after school when no one was home, blast into the bathroom, with laser-focus, I would go straight to the bottle in the closet. Second shelf, third basket. One time, I decided I was a badass and I'd neck a handful of Somas. Within an hour, I quite literally could not stand on my own and collapsed into a pile of flesh-colored Jello as the car of my friend's mother pulled in the driveway after work. Needless to say, seeing a completely coherent 14 year old boy who is also completely unable to stand on his own, laying in the driveway, was a shocking sight to this woman. She promptly called my mother, and it took all 3 of them to pick me up and throw me in my mom's car before the inevitable ride of shame. That was a hell of an afternoon. Soma is great for relaxation, but it's better with other substances. Just don't die.