okay so i googled the subject and found this... hardest ive laughed in a while.
"I was in 7th grade when I tried this and it was fucking one of the worst experiences of my drug career.
It all started when some one told me you can get high by slathering toothpasted on a Newport 100 and smoking it after it dried; I got light headed and addicted, far from high.
So then someone told me you can trip of Orange Peels slathered with toothpaste, but you HAD to let them mold over a little. I didn't even know what tripping was, but it sounded cool. And it HAD to be crest, or else it would make you sick.
So my friend and I gathered 3 Oranges worth of peels, and we put a whole tube of toothpaste in a blender, along with the peels and made a slurry. It smelt great actually! I tried a sip, and got a maniac look in my eye like "I'm gonna be tripping, hell yeah"
So four weeks later, I come back to the slurry. I woke up like at 5 so i could "trip" during school. Nice and energized for the day ahead of me. My plan was to sneak it on the bus and drink it there, so everyone could see how big my dick was;-)
The slurry smelt putrid. To even attempt to describe the smell would be lame and an attempt at a bad joke. Let's just say Mike Rowe would have payed to see it.
So I hide the bottle of slurry in my coat until I got on the bus where I sat next to my friend."You got it dude?"
"Hell yeah! We're gonna trip balls! (Whatever that meant)
I decided I was gonna drink it first. I held my nose and took a big, fat shot of the liquid. I immediataley barfed it back into the bottle I had kept it in, then said real quickly: "I'm tripping"
I really wasn't tripping, but I have never had a bowel movement so loose and so sudden eject itself from my rectum. My stomach was intensly upset, and I was moaning pretty loudly while rocking in circles. My friend started to look really concerned, and really glad he didn't drink any. I shit my pants three times before I got to school.
So I try my hardest to "fake real sickness" before I have to go to school, but the driver makes me march off. I get up and head towards the school, shit running all down my legs, in my crack, probably in my pockets. I really didn't know and was mega out of it. I was also dry heaving pretty profusley. I was thinkin, no wonder "tripping" is illegal! How could all these sick junkies want to do that to themselves?!
I went straight to the nurse, where I cleaned myself up, and puked like 4 or more times before my Mom picked me up. For the next couple days my throat was sore from vomiting, and my butt hurt from too much shit friction. The next day I carried the dual combination of Diaper Rash Cream and Cough Drops. I had tripped, and was a man now.
or so I'd thought.
Don't do Orange Peels+Toothpaste EVER, kids!"