wheredafokamI
Greenlighter
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- May 7, 2013
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I've been a member of this site for years and I've always found some amusement reading the phenazepam blackout horror stories. The outlandish circumstances were terrible, but in a way comical. Well, this weekend I became the subject of one of these stories.
It all started Friday when I prepared a solution of 25mg phenzepam with 25mg alprazolam in PG. I'm quite experienced with benzos, but not addicted in any way. I only use them occasionally. This particular weekend was soon to lead to a disaster beyond anything I have ever experienced. Just this morning I have finally come out of the benzo induced haze to look back on the absolute horror of what 2 days of blackout can accomplish. I'm torn between a sense of somewhat amusing irony and gut retching regret.
Let's start with the first thing I noticed this morning. The vial of PG was completley empty except for a bit of water on bottom, clearly it had been washed out. My truck was gone and in its place was a bright red C5 corvette. A quick check of my safe revealed it to be short $15000. Yes my friends, I was some used car salesman's wet dream.
This one you will not believe, but I swear it is true. My jet ski was in my swimming pool, I shit you not. It had no gas in it in the first place so obviously nothing ridiculously crazy happened. I'm sure over the next days, the full reality of what has happened will set in. After 40 minutes of searching, I finally found my phone and wallet in the trunk of my "new" car. I also have no clue how I am going to get my jet ski out of my pool.
I'm sure a lot of people are going to call this out as a troll post. I might be a bit more credible if I posted this on my main BL account, but I don't want to out of pure shame. Whatever the case may be, to any readers I would recommend you add this to your mental archive of benzo horror stories and let it be a reminder as to why you don't fuck around with these things.
It all started Friday when I prepared a solution of 25mg phenzepam with 25mg alprazolam in PG. I'm quite experienced with benzos, but not addicted in any way. I only use them occasionally. This particular weekend was soon to lead to a disaster beyond anything I have ever experienced. Just this morning I have finally come out of the benzo induced haze to look back on the absolute horror of what 2 days of blackout can accomplish. I'm torn between a sense of somewhat amusing irony and gut retching regret.
Let's start with the first thing I noticed this morning. The vial of PG was completley empty except for a bit of water on bottom, clearly it had been washed out. My truck was gone and in its place was a bright red C5 corvette. A quick check of my safe revealed it to be short $15000. Yes my friends, I was some used car salesman's wet dream.
This one you will not believe, but I swear it is true. My jet ski was in my swimming pool, I shit you not. It had no gas in it in the first place so obviously nothing ridiculously crazy happened. I'm sure over the next days, the full reality of what has happened will set in. After 40 minutes of searching, I finally found my phone and wallet in the trunk of my "new" car. I also have no clue how I am going to get my jet ski out of my pool.
I'm sure a lot of people are going to call this out as a troll post. I might be a bit more credible if I posted this on my main BL account, but I don't want to out of pure shame. Whatever the case may be, to any readers I would recommend you add this to your mental archive of benzo horror stories and let it be a reminder as to why you don't fuck around with these things.