Lmfao Captain, I did the same with mozzarella sticks when I was on a ridiculous dose of dexedrine. My grandfather invited my family out to dinner, and I was speeding and thought it would be fun. Definitely not doing that again.
I think the most fun would be when me and my buddy got some MXE and did a bunch all day. We weren't really going hard until he dropped and broke his cell phone. He picked it up, we both saw it was cracked, and we both said nothing, just walked out the front door. We walked to the store and while he was getting a new phone, I was in the bathroom snorting MXE. I went out to smoke a cigarette, and thought "woah, I just did a lot, maybe I should go home" and right as I thought that he walked back outside. I told him I just did a couple lines, and he walked right back into the store, ran in the bathroom and did a bunch.. pretty sure we're not allowed there anymore as the guy was yelling at him as he left..
Then we walked to the park and smoked a couple blunts, climbed a couple trees and of course did more MXE. I remember we were sitting in an enclosed area, with lots of trees around it, an area that the people who live in the neighborhood walk their dogs at. We had a blunt lit, and we saw someone walking their dog. Neither of us could tell if they were walking away from us or towards us, so we stared at the guy for what seemed like forever. Eventually the guy gets within earshot, and we're still tokin' the blunt away, loudly arguing whether or not he's getting closer or not. He finally gets up to us and asks to hit the blunt (he was older, in a nice neighborhood, it was really unexpected) and we just crack up and hand it to him. It was one of those moments that you ask "is this really happening", right as its happening. But that's kinda what dissociatives are..
That was my favorite MXE day, lol