Pulpo
Bluelighter
Look at my other 500 trip reports for stats and stuff.
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I went to a friends house yesterday and brought with me two bowls short of a gram of this wierd stuff. It's one of those incense things, I can't tell you what chemical specifically was laced into it, but I can tell you that two bowls will put you into a place where your speech is slurred and the high lasts a good 4.5 hours.
I knew that because I tested it Friday night, today being Sunday. Saturday, yesterday, I went to a friends house and waited until the person came along that I'd smoke with. Once he did, we went out kinda far and lit up maybe 2-3 bowls. We came back super stoned, I could barely walk I kept stumbling like a drunken hobo. <u>This was my familiarized insanely high plateau, and I knew I could go farther. My friend was saying he had it way worse before, but he was hardly able to speak.
2 hours later, after sitting down playing Xbox with 5 sober people, we go out and smoke again. We come back, after I'm almost sure 2 bowls, and we had restarted what happened earlier. All is good.
Now, this other pothead comes over, and the three of us go out and smoke the rest. We make about 4 bowls total, I got some wicked hits out of it this time because my lungs weren't feeling anything, probably from being so high.
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As we walked back to the house, I looked around and forgot what I was doing. I couldn't stop laughing at how stupid I was. We got to the house and went straight in and sat down. The third person was at a very good high, still functional and having fun being cuckoo. Me and the first other were beyond stoned... Now, onto the actual trip report..
So after 5ish hours and about a 3/5 of a gram inhaled THE RIGHT WAY (10+ Seconds held in), I felt like I was on a wooden platform, sitting in the chair inside the house, controlling my body. My fingers were twitching, to mimic playing with a marionette. I made some stupid faces, and didn't realize it until sober people would look back at me with that same face I felt my face make. This girl that was there had a different hair colour, but I guess it was just a hat, which I found out later...
So basically, I'm at the point where I could stand up and walk around, but I need a cane. the third is still playing Xbox and stuff, but this other person. He is having closed eye visuals.
At one point, the person that is super stoned throws up. I just happened to be looking at him when he does this. He was sitting back, comfortable in his chair. He didn't even bother to lean over and get up and barf on the side, he just threw up on his chest, and it rolled off his pants to the couch. As I saw him do this, he was upside down, and I thought it was just my imagination. I looked away, and like 10 minutes later I started smelling it. Everyone else was so focused on stupid Call of Duty they didn't notice. I had to go stand in the kitchen high as hell, this girl kept staring at me. I had to stand there and keep myself from barfing, after I saw that it wasn't my imagination....
From that point on, the high was ruined, and I wanted it to go away. Let it be known, that I was high, after re-dosing approx. .18 grams, x3 through a period of 5 hours, that I was high from 4:30PM Saturday - 11:00PM Sunday. It stuck with me all throughout the night.
My other trip reports have more stuff that happened in my head and stuff, but this one, I can't remember so well.. Makes me kinda mad that I went this far, it was somewhat of a waste.
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I went to a friends house yesterday and brought with me two bowls short of a gram of this wierd stuff. It's one of those incense things, I can't tell you what chemical specifically was laced into it, but I can tell you that two bowls will put you into a place where your speech is slurred and the high lasts a good 4.5 hours.
I knew that because I tested it Friday night, today being Sunday. Saturday, yesterday, I went to a friends house and waited until the person came along that I'd smoke with. Once he did, we went out kinda far and lit up maybe 2-3 bowls. We came back super stoned, I could barely walk I kept stumbling like a drunken hobo. <u>This was my familiarized insanely high plateau, and I knew I could go farther. My friend was saying he had it way worse before, but he was hardly able to speak.
2 hours later, after sitting down playing Xbox with 5 sober people, we go out and smoke again. We come back, after I'm almost sure 2 bowls, and we had restarted what happened earlier. All is good.
Now, this other pothead comes over, and the three of us go out and smoke the rest. We make about 4 bowls total, I got some wicked hits out of it this time because my lungs weren't feeling anything, probably from being so high.
...
As we walked back to the house, I looked around and forgot what I was doing. I couldn't stop laughing at how stupid I was. We got to the house and went straight in and sat down. The third person was at a very good high, still functional and having fun being cuckoo. Me and the first other were beyond stoned... Now, onto the actual trip report..
So after 5ish hours and about a 3/5 of a gram inhaled THE RIGHT WAY (10+ Seconds held in), I felt like I was on a wooden platform, sitting in the chair inside the house, controlling my body. My fingers were twitching, to mimic playing with a marionette. I made some stupid faces, and didn't realize it until sober people would look back at me with that same face I felt my face make. This girl that was there had a different hair colour, but I guess it was just a hat, which I found out later...
So basically, I'm at the point where I could stand up and walk around, but I need a cane. the third is still playing Xbox and stuff, but this other person. He is having closed eye visuals.
At one point, the person that is super stoned throws up. I just happened to be looking at him when he does this. He was sitting back, comfortable in his chair. He didn't even bother to lean over and get up and barf on the side, he just threw up on his chest, and it rolled off his pants to the couch. As I saw him do this, he was upside down, and I thought it was just my imagination. I looked away, and like 10 minutes later I started smelling it. Everyone else was so focused on stupid Call of Duty they didn't notice. I had to go stand in the kitchen high as hell, this girl kept staring at me. I had to stand there and keep myself from barfing, after I saw that it wasn't my imagination....
From that point on, the high was ruined, and I wanted it to go away. Let it be known, that I was high, after re-dosing approx. .18 grams, x3 through a period of 5 hours, that I was high from 4:30PM Saturday - 11:00PM Sunday. It stuck with me all throughout the night.
My other trip reports have more stuff that happened in my head and stuff, but this one, I can't remember so well.. Makes me kinda mad that I went this far, it was somewhat of a waste.
