missing old pills
Bluelighter
I been thinking a bit lately about the arguments between the happy ones and the let down ones.
It seems to me that on the whole it is a generation thing.
You young'uns think we oap's are burnt up and can't feel it and you spring chickens are having the time of your lives.
I do know where you're coming from.
Let me bore you with another one of my stories!
Before I took ecstasy(yes I was frightened of the stuff) I took either speed or trips or a combo of the two. My friends and I told each other that we buzzed to fuck off the acid we had. Secretly I hated the stuff but that would not be cool to admit. It made me feel like shite. Now and again depending what we'd had or set and setting and all that bollocks I'd have a laugh with it but on the whole I didn't like it very much.
While I was on leave from the army I went with my mates to my first Glastonbury. What a fucking top weekend. I can't remember what trips we had but we were popping them like pringles saying stuff like "wow I'm fucked" etc you know the score.
We bumped into these old mad hippies who started taking the piss out of us and laughing at what we were boasting about taking " yea man we're on our sixth trip man" was the sort of shit we were gobbing about.
Anyway one of the hippies invited us into their tent and asked us if we wanted to try their stuff and we agreed.
In about 15 minutes flat I lay back and started to feel pretty fucking weird. I felt a gentle buzz in my head and a bit numb in my body. Then everything seemed to get brighter and covered in a kind of heat haze. I started to panic a little and one of the hippies told me to "chill I was cool"
I closed my eyes and it was mad as fuck. Noises outside seemed far away and noises in the tent made me see little flashes of colour. I felt horny as fuck which I never had done before on acid and really warm. That lasted for a while and then I started feeling really cold and started thinking about serious shit in my life. This went on for a while over and over again until bam it was all sorted for some reason. I opened my eyes and this mad hippie was looking at me and said "see, no problems mate". Weird as fuck.
Everyone had a ready brek glow round them and then we all started chatting shit and laughing like I had never laughed before.
It was fucking brilliant these mad heads had been at it since the sixties and were full of fucking brilliant stories and experiences.
It was one of the best drug experiences I had even now!
I didn't take much acid after that because I got into my pills but none came anywhere near.
I know this is a bit off thread but I just feel has something to add because at the time as an 18 year old I thought I knew it all and these old cunts were full of shit.
I was never so pleased to be proved wrong. MOP
It seems to me that on the whole it is a generation thing.
You young'uns think we oap's are burnt up and can't feel it and you spring chickens are having the time of your lives.
I do know where you're coming from.
Let me bore you with another one of my stories!
Before I took ecstasy(yes I was frightened of the stuff) I took either speed or trips or a combo of the two. My friends and I told each other that we buzzed to fuck off the acid we had. Secretly I hated the stuff but that would not be cool to admit. It made me feel like shite. Now and again depending what we'd had or set and setting and all that bollocks I'd have a laugh with it but on the whole I didn't like it very much.
While I was on leave from the army I went with my mates to my first Glastonbury. What a fucking top weekend. I can't remember what trips we had but we were popping them like pringles saying stuff like "wow I'm fucked" etc you know the score.
We bumped into these old mad hippies who started taking the piss out of us and laughing at what we were boasting about taking " yea man we're on our sixth trip man" was the sort of shit we were gobbing about.
Anyway one of the hippies invited us into their tent and asked us if we wanted to try their stuff and we agreed.
In about 15 minutes flat I lay back and started to feel pretty fucking weird. I felt a gentle buzz in my head and a bit numb in my body. Then everything seemed to get brighter and covered in a kind of heat haze. I started to panic a little and one of the hippies told me to "chill I was cool"
I closed my eyes and it was mad as fuck. Noises outside seemed far away and noises in the tent made me see little flashes of colour. I felt horny as fuck which I never had done before on acid and really warm. That lasted for a while and then I started feeling really cold and started thinking about serious shit in my life. This went on for a while over and over again until bam it was all sorted for some reason. I opened my eyes and this mad hippie was looking at me and said "see, no problems mate". Weird as fuck.
Everyone had a ready brek glow round them and then we all started chatting shit and laughing like I had never laughed before.
It was fucking brilliant these mad heads had been at it since the sixties and were full of fucking brilliant stories and experiences.
It was one of the best drug experiences I had even now!
I didn't take much acid after that because I got into my pills but none came anywhere near.
I know this is a bit off thread but I just feel has something to add because at the time as an 18 year old I thought I knew it all and these old cunts were full of shit.
I was never so pleased to be proved wrong. MOP
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