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worst position youv been found in/or found others in IE:passed out,cracked out

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like say you went on a drinking binge one day you wake up with blood all over ya or somthin fucked up like that

or walk in to find your freind cracked out paranoid in the bathroom closet ,screamin alkaida(sp) is outside!!!


somthin like that
 
I hate when I'd nod out sitting up, wake up with my chin to my chest, biting down on the tip of my tongue. Talk about neck cramp from hell and a painfully numb tongue. :\
 
One of my fathers workers at his business was on heroin one day & he was sitting down, he asked me to hand him the phone & I did, well he sat there with his eyes closed, mouth open & phone in hand & didnt move for 15 minutes, lmao. Finally I walked over & woke him up, he had nodded out sitting up in the chair with phone in hand.
 
I woke up hungover as fuck (had been carried to bed) next to a patch of vomit. Must have thrown up in my sleep 8o

Thank god for the recovery position...
 
That nodding out sitting up is such a bitch.

I'm too embarrassed to tell the more humiliating states which I have been found in....
 
Watched a friend bugging out after smoking 2 wet cigs. Sat there on a chair outside and just was gripping the arm rests and had his eyes bugging out and didn't say anything for almost an hour. Wouldn't respond to anything just looked like he was in another world. then he dropped his head after a bit and couldn't hold it up. Gripped my friends arm. He was so fucked up it was crazy. Ended up throwing up a bunch after like an hour and coming back. He was freaked out all night though. Later told us that he felt like he died that whole time.

Other than that, I've seen some really fucked up crack heads and some people nodding out SO hard on the subway. I remember this one dude I was sitting across form and I was cracking up. He was holding a hat and kept dropping and picking it up and then nodding for like 5 minutes and dropping it. Just head hanging over the aisle and it was just funny. Also sad but still.
 
I woke up in a mall entrance at about 6 in the morning after a night drinking at a bar.. Still don't know how I got there..
 
I've woke up in technicolor puke before and rolled over to fall back asleep, but the one that sticks out is:

Drunk as fuck i went to get "hot weiners" which are a regional thing around here, think they can only legally sell them in NY/NJ. You know how they say hot dogs are made from whatever falls on the butcher shop floor when they're done processing pigs (lips, assholes etc.)? Well hot weiners must be made of whatever is left over after they're done making hot dogs.

Anyway, i picked up 3 hot weiners with onions, meat sauce, celery salt, extra mustard (HAD to get extra mustard that night...), and a small cheese fry. Got home, sat on my bed and promptly passed out.

I woke up with 3 weiners and cheese fries pasted to my face. Needless to say i broke out in some fierce zits in the days thereafter.
 
I once had a work conference scheduled the morning after a serious benzo/ crack binge night. I tried to talk as little as possible because my lips had lots of obvious burns.
 
i woke up after having drank a bunch and took/snorted a shitload of different piills (ambien and hydrocodone) which is bad combo but anyways i woke up laying on my bed completely naked wearing socks a beanie and a condom their was puke in a glass of miilk on my counter and my computer was on a tab of japanese octopus cartoons, and my dog was sitting their on my floor staring at me. to this day im not sure what happened that night or why the next day i got 12 calls from numbers that i had apparantly called the night before, all from nigeria.
 
I don't know, it is a tie between my mom's various OD's and this one guy from one of the worst neighborhoods in Miami that I used to work at.

This motherfucker was some old hispanic gorilla of a motherfucker, had tattoos that were sagging and was always fucking nuts from all the crack he smoked. The only times I ever felt scared in any ghetto (and I've been in every one in Miami) was around this guy. Anyways, he sold and smoked crack, both in high quantities. One day he got pissed at his supplier, and brought his M-16 out and started shooting up the motherfuckers car in broad daylight. The guy who owned the car fired a few warning shots at him, and he ran away, with an M-16 strapped to his back, and tore up some poor old Cuban guys gas station. He is in prison now.

It was one of the funniest/most terrifying days of my life. We locked up our store, so we weren't in any danger (my old boss could see trouble coming from a mile away), but there was still a stray bullet risk. Anyways, that might be the craziest thing I have seen in my entire life. I can only imagine how the old Cuban gas station manager felt, he didn't even know this guy (we were all aware of who was trouble and who wasn't) and this motherfucker comes into his store in a rage, with a fucking M-16 strapped to his back, and tears the place up, knocking down every stand before he runs out of there in a rage and out of sight. Holy fuck.
 
i woke up in my laundry room the next day after i took a LOT of seroquel for my speed comedown :p
 
One time while working as a server at a pizza place, I went into work after having taken nearly 500mg of methylphenidate over the past 20 hours or so... The shift started alright, but towards the end I started trembling so bad that i couldn't even put down a glass of water without spilling a little. I specifically remember the last table I had before leaving was a mother with her children of around 8 - 10 years old, a son and daughter. They got to see me massively struggle with serving while having these trembles. I felt pretty bad about that. That night ended with a trip to the hospital because I was so stimulated I was totally disassociated and somewhat blacking out.
 
mad_demon_man_ant said:
i woke up after having drank a bunch and took/snorted a shitload of different piills (ambien and hydrocodone) which is bad combo but anyways i woke up laying on my bed completely naked wearing socks a beanie and a condom their was puke in a glass of miilk on my counter and my computer was on a tab of japanese octopus cartoons, and my dog was sitting their on my floor staring at me. to this day im not sure what happened that night or why the next day i got 12 calls from numbers that i had apparantly called the night before, all from nigeria.
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that story had my laughing hysterically. thanks. =D=D


also, one night i drank 2 bottles of MD 20/20 and ate about 30 jalapenos and woke up with a huge load of green shit in my pants
 
One time I smoked crack in a carpenter's house... There happened to be drywall chunks all over the floor. That night was spent inspecting every piece of drywall to make sure it wasn't crack. Several pieces of drywall were smoked (we were positive at the time that they were not drywall... until we tried to smoke them.)
 
Working as medic at an afterhours, some guy on the toilet, pants and underware down, OD'ed on opiates with the needle still hanging in his arm. (naloxone ftw) if it wasn't for the seriousness, I'd have lol'd hard and taken a picture.

finding my friend on an involuntary psychiatric hold(due to a drug related mess involving winging something at a cop and then spewing word salad), so dosed on anti-psychotics that conversation didn't work because they lacked the cognitive ability...

Myself? A trip to the E.R. I can't remember, that cost me 600 bucks cause I didn't have my public health card with me, where because I was conscious, I was able to refuse treatment, but I was so wanged on fentanyl, pregabalin, phenobarbital and phenazepam, that I don't remember the day before it, being taken there, being there, how I got home, or the day after. I know of it by being told about it and getting a bill in the mail.

some tl;dr regarding smoking MDPV for 5 days straight, shadow people/imaginary sounds, 6 cop cars (no arrest though) my GF breaking up with me, breaking the fairing on my motorcycle, riding it in the hail and ending up lost, then coming down and sleeping in a strip mall parking lot.

Doing a tonne of ritalin, going to a party in a town about 25 miles north of the border of Toronto, in a taxi during the winter, running out of money, and having a horrible ritalin comedown as I spent ~14 hours walking in the snow to get back to the edge of the city so I could get a bus.

I did it all for the lulz though, so its awwwriite
 
This one is hilaaaarious
After taking a Shit load of k at a rave, my friends carried me to my car so I can sleep in the back seat for an hour or so while they went back to partying. My car was parked in a parking garage. After an hour I woke up and noticed the car was in motion, I thought this was wierd and as I open my eyes I see this 300 lb sketchy looking black guy DRIVING MY CAR with tatts on his face which seemed to be gang related because it was all numbers and Shit haha. I seriously waited like 2 minutes debating whether j should say something, thinking maybe I should act asleep still or something. Like maybe he would hurt me if I scared him or something. I was still k'd out and I thought maybe he didn't notice I was there haha. I thought he was STEALING my car. I finally mumbled something like "what's going on dude" ha. He looked back and said "don't worry kid Im vallet and have to move your car up a level, look at my vest (pointing to his name tag)."
That was a sufficient explanation enough for me to go back to sleep haha.
 
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