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What's the most uncomfortable thing you've had to do on drugs?

Getting all my best friends to come to a big outdoor dance festival and then nibbling the pills we had just bought from my dealer... Which turned out to be something that definitely WASNT ecstasy. The only sober guy among us had to drag us all home before Mauro Picotto got on the decks because we were all so very ill. Whoops. :( (by the way I think they were that DOM crap that was floating around dublin a while back)
 
AstroZombie13 said:
I had to talk to my mom while tripping on DXM.. Not too bad.. But I took 8 ounces of robitussin... -_-..

It was just annoying I guess I wasnt in the mood for it, lol.

And yeah post details about the fight, lol.
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I had to talk to my friends mom when we were both on a strong 1/8 of shrooms. Our first experience with an 1/8. My friend had a bad trip, started blacking out... He broke some stuff in his bathroom when he passed out. Then his parents asked him to load the dishes. We were so fucked.

His mom asked us if we got the shrooms from the woods and started making phone calls... we were so scarred.

Luckily they didn't call the cops or hospital, just my friends brother.
haha his sis found out and we all had a good laugh after.
 
pleadthefifth said:
while on 6 hits of blotter acid, i had to ride home alone on a crowded NYC subway train full of gangsta kids getting out of school, who 8o somehow 8o knew i was on acid... who then proceeded to fuck with me until i stampeded out of the train. (this would have been bearable if they didn't start fucking with me...:X)

then i got distracted by my discman and ended up on the wrong train. this happened a few times. being on acid, alone, and getting lost on the subway, contrary to what was mentioned in "the rules of attraction", is not fun... well, semi-fun, and in retrospect only. :\

i also had to endure this wonderful experience with the knowledge that my friend (who was also on 6 hits of acid) got separated from me and his last words to me were "i'm gonna go commit suicide"... although i do know that if i wasn't in such a fragile mindstate, this all would have been quite fucking funny. i actually fared better than my friend, because i got home in about 3 hours (what normally would have taken me an hour). my friend said when we lost eachother he told a cop he was gonna die and got sent to the hospital. i'm actually kinda jealous because he got shot up with valium while i had to enjoy the coming down part of the acid all cracked out. :X hmm, i guess that's better than being sent to the looney bin... 8(

oh, and those gangsta kids were posers, cuz they didn't rob me. ;)
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Haha, man that's funny
rotfl
 
I had just scored E tabz and was at home waiting for my gf to arrive so we can get our party started. 1 of the pills kind of cracked into 3/4 so I took it and left the 1/4 for my gf to take with the other whole pill.

While on my come up I was waiting for my mom to leave for work and she calls me into her room to talk to her about some things. By now I am starting to blow the pill was really coming on strong. Mid conversation I'm peaking hard and I just got all into the conversation with her and started to talk out of my ass about a lot of shit.

The phone rings and I used that to escape the conversation since I was feeling that she was catching on to me. Bam it was my dean from school calling asking if he could borrow the basketball game I had video taped when I had hit my only career game winning shot. I told him yeah come right over. Bad move.

Dean arrives like 10 minutes later and I'm running around my house with a fucking pacifier in my mouth like a little baby. I go outside to give him the tape and he starts talking to me about the game and I'm trying to explain to him with out making a scene. His brother was a cop so he knew all about how to identify drug user's. He asked if I was on E and I told him no I don't do that shit I play basketball for a living. I see my gf walking up the street at this point and when she got closer I used her as my next crutch to ditch another conversation.

Two weirdest situations in one day.
 
I wanna hear about this fight, I bet your tweaker ass got whooped.
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As if man, tweakers are the dirtiest fighters out there. Combined with psychosis, plenty of meth in your blood and a lot of energy methheads aren't exactly someone you would want to get into a fight with. Furthermore, they usually have a lot of tweaker mates amped for a fight anytime day or night.
 
Hitman39495 said:
I was smoking crack laced with pcp and i was taking Ecstacy while shooting H into my neck and then i had to go to the store and i went into a coma
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8)
 
Man, how many fucked up jams I've been in and I can't think of too many specifics right now. The two most uncomfotable that come to mind are these...

I was coming home from college one night to spend the weekend at my parents house stopping up in the city (chicago) on the way home to score some rocks and dope. Well the people who yelled/flagged me down asked what I wanted, I told them, I was parking waiting, then some guy came up with the shit, (and I didn't know it was a different person than those who asked me), so I was about to give him the money and right before I get my shit, I hear my back window shatter completely. I thought it was definitely a gun shot, so I had to fly outta there, end up driving all the way back down to school and tell my mom I decided not to come because I had a meeting with my dean the next day. Then I found out it was a huge cinder block they threw through my window, so I just told my parents it happened over night at my apartment.

The other one was a lot worse, there was a point in time I was so strung out on dope on a daily basis that I resorted to using counterfeit money. Worked pretty well, just used it at spots I had no intention on returning to. Well, scored at one spot, drove up the street (obviously not far enough), put the shit in my trunk so that I could go score somewhere else (and not have the shit on me incase I got pulled over). Anyway, the dude from the spot ends up spotting me and blocking me into the parking space I was in and asking me for his dope back. I played dumb and gave the dope back, he gave me my 'money' back and we went our ways. Probably the stupidest thing I've down when I was out there, I should have been killed no question.
 
Okay,

Another really funny/uncomfortable thing happened to my friend K. Here's the story. K is a preacher's child. He's 21 (at the time of this story he was 20), junior in college and captian of the rugby team. His parents still don't know he even DRINKS, let alone gets high and does mushrooms.

Last day of the fall semester, K, our friend B, and I ate an 1/8th each of mushrooms. About 2 hours into the trip, K checks his voicemail. His parents called an hour ago wondering why he hadn't come home. They were going to take him out to eat, as congratulations on a great semester. K was freaking out hardcore, trying to practice a speech to his parents. He even contemplated driving back. He eventually talked himself out of it, and thought up a good story to tell his parents. He called them while he was coming down, and said "sorry I didn't come home. I thought I told you I was going out with my friend B to dinner...?" or something along the lines.

Imagine what would have happened... eating dinner with a preacher, who happens to be your dad, on mushrooms. =)
 
About a month ago, I rolled for the first time after a 2 1/2 year break. A few hours into it, I got a call from my grandmother saying she needed to go to the hospital. My pupils are still the size of pennies and there are cops in this place, not to mention all the paperwork that had to be filled out. Fortunately I had my cousin with me, but it was still the worst thing I've had to do.
 
was over my friend W's house and he has a poodle. He live by these really nice parks filled with rabbits and other animals. one day his dog bites a rabbit it wa really bad and sum one had to kill the rabbit. was so stoned wed been smoking all day and into the night i was so chewed and i drew the straw that had to kill it. thought about it all night was so shitty
 
This may be a bit unbelievable, but it's very true.

I was at my friend's apartment, and there were about five of us all candyflipping. We had just gotten back from some rave, and my homeboy Jeremy and I decide we want to go down the block to the 24hr corner store and get some juice.

Okay, first off, Jeremy's apartments are in the G-H-E-T-T-O. It's pretty run down over there. Secondly, there are two corner stores within walking distance of his complex, one across the street, and one across the street a block away. The one a block away was the only 24hr one--the one directly across the street was closed.

As we crossed the street and passed the first store, we walked right by the dumpster, and as the streetlight shone into the open lid, I very clearly saw a FOOT.

I stopped Jeremy and we peeked into the dumpster. We then forgot all about the juice and the corner store... we had just discovered a dead body.

This dude had been stabbed in the chest and belly a couple of times. I wasn't quite sure what to do... Jeremy suggested we call the cops, but I didn't want to deal with the five-o in that state. So we dialed 911 from the pay phone a few feet away, informed them what was up and where it was going down, then hung up before anything else was said.

Then we went back to the apartment, and watched the fiasco unfold from the second story window across the street.

Maybe it wasn't uncomfortable, but it sure was crazy!

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I guess one of the most uncomfortable things I've ever done was come home from a club tripping balls, expecting a house full of sleeping family, but walking in thru the front door to find my parents up and about at 4 in the morning. Turns out they were packing to go camping. I was tripping, so it didn't occur to me that the most natural thing to do would be to just go to my room and not come out... oh no, I decide to try to be social, pour myself a bowl of cereal.. then pour it back into the box.. all the while not trying to freak out. That was fun.
 
The most unconfortable thing I have had to do on drugs is explain to doctors just how and why a friend of mine fell backwards into a burning bonfire. My pupils were so dilated and I was tripping my nuts off. I have no idea whaty story I gave him. He knew though.
 
really stoned waiting to go into a haunted house that was ran by the city's cops. i was red-eyed like a motherfucker, and the cop standing outside with us was starring me down.

on the other hand, once we got into the haunted house -- FUCKIN AMAZING!!
 
Back when I was in court-ordered drug counseling, I once came in really, really high. Well, I was early, and for some reason one of the counselors brought his dog. I'm sitting down and the dog takes one look at me and just starts barking.

The counselor looks up and he's all, "You don't have any drugs on you, do you? That dog is trained for smelling contraband."

I guess I just sort of stared at him with my mouth wide open... =o then he's like, "just kidding." and takes his dog out.
 
prolly not the most uncomfortable thing but im gonna go with the theme of the thread:


so me and two of my friends are sitting on some crates behind an elementary school in my neighborhood passin the bowl. it was late at night. one of my friends was my age(15) the other was 18, (he drove us up there and his car was in plain site). we parked at a dead end driveway. all of a sudden the neighborhood watch cop car pulls up the driveway. im chillin cuz at the time i thought those cars meant that it was only a security guard so im like "lets just roll out". of course the cop sits in his car for a good while. when we get in the car he puts on his lights. my older friend gets out of the car and lights a cigarette. then backup shows up in a form of a real cop car. so its two cop cars and all we were doing was smoking. one of the cops comes out and asks the oldest one for id and he says he doesnt have any.(he has a warrant by the way) the cop says theyre looking for an asian male(my friends asian) in a black car(he has a black car) with a gun. the cop says "obviously its not u" and lets us go without a search or anything. "u dont need to be behind an elementary school this late at night" he says.

it was so obvious what we were doing but they were lookin for a dude with a gun so meh

so the moral of the story is that u get lucky with cops sometimes;)
 
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I was coming down HORRIBLY after a hardcore MDA trip, sick, tired, dizzy, all that great stuff, and my mom made me clean out the entire refrigerator (physical work on comedown = terrible overheating). Not only that, but I had to talk to her, my dad, and many other family members. Reason for all the cleaning and all the talking: my grandpa had just died. Shitty. That might have been the worst day of my entire life.
 
Well here is what happends. I am at college and I decide to drop some blotter acid that I got recently. My frat was having a party and I figured it would be awesome.

Right as I am really comming up, I find out that there is a university huge event that is going to be on our quad (which is like 20 yards squard i would guess) that is sponsored by students to unite Duke (STUD). the party is gonna be huge and there will be cops everywhere.

Then I find out that due to possible bad weather they may be moving part of hte party into my frat. Now this isnt so bad, but then I find out as a university sponsored event the deans may be walkin around check it out, possibly in my fucking frat. On top of that, my room was one of the "open rooms" for the party, which means tons of people will be there walking in and out (if my room were closed I could just lay low in there).

and finally, most of hte deans know me because of my prior drug record on campus. and at that time in my life i was dealing, so I had a good 4 oz shrooms and 2oz bud in my closet.

Needless to say a few worries were on my mind. I managed to keep calm and not go nuts, but I was nervous as hell.
 
Me and my friends were high we went to buy two nicks and for some reason my friend decides to pull into one of the most sketched out places there was. Behind a strip of closed stores with a running bowling alley. Well a cop start waliking up to us with his flashlight on us the whole time. He comes up to us my friend decides to put on of the bags under the seat and keep one on his lap while im in the back telling the dumb ass to eat the shit so cop comes up to us takes us out of the car one at a time and searches us. He asked the kid with the sack in his lap if there is anything else in the car. Well of course there is and he decides to lie to the cop which is never good. He searches finds it and asks if any of us had been arrested which he has twice. He threatens us by saying that we could take your car and send you all to jail right now but he doesnt he calls my two friends parents but not mine cause im 18 lucky for me i was sitting in the back acting like I had no idea what was going on and when I got out of the car i sit down against the wall and smoke a cig. He tells us that he doesnt want to mess with all the BS and just called there parents and we went our seperate ways. I was very lucky and the kid that lied to the cops had a DUI and an MIP of alcohol by consumption. .
 
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