Here's two gems I heard over the Xmas period:
"My boyfriend and I once made these pills, which had mdma, acid and speed. They were the best pills ever!"
- friend, 20, who thinks she can convince me she used to make pills in a home lab.
"My cat used to eat acid. I swear, he'd sniff it out. Once I came home and he'd eaten some and was fully tripping, really skitzed-out."
- same friend, about 5 minutes later. Um, yeah...... right. That's some cat!
Don't you just love people who have no idea you *know* they're full of shit? I thought about arguing both these points above, but didn't bother in the end.
Throwing out bunk pills... nah, I usually keep them in a little collection too. Sometimes in hope that I'll meet the dodgy bastard who sold them to me again and make him eat them....
[ 10 January 2003: Message edited by: Strawberry_lovemuffin ]