or you fucking with somebody else' mind when they're high
Back when I was 16 or so me and my friends were getting high at a park at night. The weed was unusually strong that day, way more dank than the stuff we usually got, and we were high as fuck. I remember one friend said 'maybe this shit is laced dude' and that made us all a little paranoid. At that point I decided to mess with their minds a bit. So we're chilling, talking, and passing around another spliff, and suddenly I interrupt the conversation and say 'what was that? I heard something, did you hear that?'. Another guy mentions he might have heard it too but isnt sure. They all get paranoid. Then without warning I just take off running, and they're all like 'OH SHIT!' and they also start running, following me, not knowing what the fuck is happening. In my mind I knew nothing was after us, but if you would've looked back at their faces, they were running for their lives. I dont know why I did it. I guess it was a bit of an experiment...like testing the limits of weed paranoia or something.
Keep in mind this was a few months after we really got chased through a park by some crazy gang of dudes that wanted to jump us for no reason on halloween, so the threat of danger was really real and fresh in their mind at the time
you got any stories?
Back when I was 16 or so me and my friends were getting high at a park at night. The weed was unusually strong that day, way more dank than the stuff we usually got, and we were high as fuck. I remember one friend said 'maybe this shit is laced dude' and that made us all a little paranoid. At that point I decided to mess with their minds a bit. So we're chilling, talking, and passing around another spliff, and suddenly I interrupt the conversation and say 'what was that? I heard something, did you hear that?'. Another guy mentions he might have heard it too but isnt sure. They all get paranoid. Then without warning I just take off running, and they're all like 'OH SHIT!' and they also start running, following me, not knowing what the fuck is happening. In my mind I knew nothing was after us, but if you would've looked back at their faces, they were running for their lives. I dont know why I did it. I guess it was a bit of an experiment...like testing the limits of weed paranoia or something.
Keep in mind this was a few months after we really got chased through a park by some crazy gang of dudes that wanted to jump us for no reason on halloween, so the threat of danger was really real and fresh in their mind at the time
you got any stories?
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