Been more a perp than a victim of this am afraid.
Actually, given my friends at the time I had hardwired myself to NEVER, EVER close my eyes in their company.
They did get me once though, We had smoked a fantastic amount of good hash, maybe half an ounce between three of us over twelve hours of so.
Later that night we began drinking vodka, and somebody called round with skunk. I was really twatted at that stage, and crawled into my bed where I went into as deep a sleep as I ever have.
Some time later, simultaneously, the door of the room bursts open, the lights flash on and somebody shouts "JUDEJUDEJUDEJUDE!!!!
I jump off the bed, still semi comatose and hit with something wet. I say something like "Fuck off Pricks!" and lie back down again straightaway.
There was something sticky on my face, ear, body and bedsheets so I touch the side of my head with my fingers and look at them. They appear to be covered in viscous, runny shite.
I rose off the bed, like a zombie, from my toes. Punched out at two or three people standing at my door, who I can't really make out as I am so fucked, but the bastards are videotaping me!
I go into the bathroom to clean myself up, and calm the fuck down.
Turned out it was a mixture of brown sauce, rice,crushed biscuits, gravy powder and lukewarm water they chucked at me
I got my revenge a few weeks later when my flatmate passed out in the hallway after mistaking it for the toilet: We wrapped him in bin liners and duck tape and poured some water into the bags with him and left him behind some bushes at the bottom of our neighbours garden8(
I must point out this was four years ago. I don't do shit like that anymore
