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Worst situation that you were high for?

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For me it was when I was stoned and I got arrested. Thankfully I had nothing on me. I got arrested for attempting to buy alcohol underage

they searched me and found nothing. so idk if they knew i was high or not. But anyways i had to sit there and talk to this guy for like 30 mins. then they eventually let me go and said I might get charged. then I never heard from them again in the last 5 years lol. Also even though this sounds like it would suck, it wasnt that bad. The cop I talked with was actually pretty cool
 
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hmm, i've been pretty fortunate when it comes to that.. but the other day i saw my friend puke while i was peaking salvia. that was really.. really disgusting.
 
Disclaimer : Honestly, this isn't much of a negative trip, but it still proved to be inconvenient on my part, essentially mentally.

Well, it was when I graduated high school. The night of, it was the usual fare : alcohol, pot, good times; however, this night I experimented with shrooms for the first time. I aquired an 8th earlier in the day, so not only was I walking around on the last day of school with an 8th in my sock (YES - must've looked like an idiot, but I was drunk too that day), but I was stoked beyond all hell to get loaded off of them that night. At this particular point in my life, I had already rolled to the nth degree, fried, candyflipped, doo-daa/doo-daa at that point, so what the hell eh?

Fast forward hours, I spun a large DJ set at my friends house and the place was crazy. Keg, good people, good tunes and good times. I dosed the entire 8th (HEH) at around 7:00pm. The first thing I noticed was that my somewhat short and chunky friend started to look like the Marshmellow Man from Ghostbusters; evidently, I did not hold back from letting him know.

A few 40's later, I was out in "Bootie Canyon"; i.e. : a country road party spot that was in full rotation back when I experienced this. I was tripping so hard that I ended up staying in my "Marshmellow" friends truck listening to all things 'Speed Garage' that night, loudly. One by one, people would come into the truck to ask if I was ok; first my sister, then a slew of friends, THEN my ex-girlfriend who I hadn't talked to in years. I guess I was blunt with her and told her to "bust a move out of the truck", literally (hehe).

Then, I realised that since I continued to drink, it was time to go pee. Mind you, we were all out dancing and getting crazy on this country backroad, so it was a bit elevated considering the ditches on both sides of the road. I hopped out of the truck, and headed over to an empty spot where there were no people socializing, as to get a bit of privacy while I did my diddle. Well, as luck would have it, my marshmellow friend screamed out my name, ran over to me with a couple of other folks and it seemed they collectively patted me on the back whilst I was in the act of urination. I fell - I fell DOWN THE DAMN DITCH!

Rolling, tumbling and all, I continued to pee, and my friends were amazed that I barely got any on myself through the whole ordeal. This was a trip to me, though, as I was still in the grips of the shroomery proper. Cops came eventually, we hopped back in the truck and headed home. We ended up splitting the rest of the shrooms (there weren't may at that point) left over, yet, I still got somewhat of a second comeup.

Needless to say, I didn't sleep, and the following morning we all had to be back at school for graduation rehearsal. I made it through it, and everything worked out, but I was still zonked out in a blissful way throughout this next day. Probably not the best time to be out of it, but 'twas fun nonetheless.

To top it off, we did it all over again that night.

Cheers!
 
all my friends were chuggin water on no sleep after hardcore partying the night before graduation that was hell (houston in may wearing black robes...ouch)
 
My 2nd mushroom trip was supposed to be a comfortable time at the house I grew up in while my parents were out of town.

My 1st mushroom trip was fucking terrifying, but I figured if I am at home with my best friend tripping it should be pretty chill. Right as I start peaking and reality is a liquid ball, there's a knock on my door. I figure I should answer it because it's probably a salesman and it'd be funny to freak them out with my acting weird. It is instead my uncle who I hadn't seen in 8 years. I had to invite him in and pretend I wasn't frying my face off. Also, I had MASSIVE deja vu about him coming to my door so I was even more out of my mind trying to accept that.
 
going to get blood taken, for some reason i smoked herb and it made me so light headed i thought i was going to faint when they took the blood, strange how quickly a phobia can change...
 
Went into a grocery store high on dxm, grabbed an 8 oz bottle of robo max str (360mg?), chugged it in the bathroom. Bought a donut, and could swear the guys behind me in line were talking about me.

Left the store, and wobble jolted my way to the store next door, where my mom and bro were shopping. Exit store, the two guys from the line who had followed me revealed their badges.

Easy way or the hard way?

Easy way.

Almost black out while being handcuffed. Almost black out being led through the store, while people stare and at my flushed, profusely sweating face. Get asked a ton of dumb questions like "Why'd you do it?" "Don't you know this'll kill you?"

They thought I was drinking it for the alcohol content of the syrup. They had no idea what dxm is and I didn't tell them. They are retarded assholes.

1 petty theft charge = three hundred dollar ordeal
 
One time me and my friend were tripping balls on DXM
and we walked out into this field by house and smoked four blunts
then went to subway. Everyone in subway was staring at us. Then
my friend steps outside and violently vomits all over the sidewalk.
He comes back in and we order sandwiches and just sit there and don't eat them
while I have a staring contest with some middle-aged man and his family, awkward.
 
Getting pulled over late night for a faulty headlight while completely tweaked out of my mind and having stayed up for 3 days. Had a gram of cocaine on me, no insurance, drivers license with coke residue on it, and an out of date inspection sticker. Cop wrote me a ticket and drove off... luckiest moment of my life.
 
was responsible for like 70 kids, still drunk from the night before, and I didn't know where they were for like an hour.
 
getting arrested on acid and being chained to a wall in the holding cell :(. do not walk around tripping with a bubbler in a little black box.
 
sc4t said:
9mm you are by far the most abstract person on this forum.

i love you. :\
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haha.

it was sick. after i found the massive gaggle of responsibility, I was sitting with a co-worker who had been at the same party the night before and was feeling the same way. we were sitting in the shade, trying to not look like hung over bums, and one of my friends subordinates came up to him and asked him what they were supposed to do. to which he mumbled "I dont know, does it look like I am in charge here", I gave him a dirty look telling him that I wasn't in charge, and then suddenly, he burst up and said, "wait I a minute, I am in charge" and got stuff done. then I had a nap. mmm nap.
 
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Went into a grocery store high on dxm, grabbed an 8 oz bottle of robo max str (360mg?), chugged it in the bathroom. Bought a donut, and could swear the guys behind me in line were talking about me.

Left the store, and wobble jolted my way to the store next door, where my mom and bro were shopping. Exit store, the two guys from the line who had followed me revealed their badges.

Easy way or the hard way?

Easy way.

Almost black out while being handcuffed. Almost black out being led through the store, while people stare and at my flushed, profusely sweating face. Get asked a ton of dumb questions like "Why'd you do it?" "Don't you know this'll kill you?"

They thought I was drinking it for the alcohol content of the syrup. They had no idea what dxm is and I didn't tell them. They are retarded assholes.

1 petty theft charge = three hundred dollar ordeal
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shoulda booked it, man.
 
hmm, worst situation to be high for was when i shot up my friend and he OD'd. my friend in question lets call him "b" was already hooked on dope but didnt shoot often. one thing he didnt know how and second he didnt want to do it on the regualr.

he had a little bit of dope left and asked me if i would hit a vein for him, so i said sure. made his shot, got on the vein and injected him fine like always. but about 5 mins later he has broken out in this crazy looking red rash all over his body. he started having trouble breathing, like he was gasping for air and his inhaler wasnt working.

hes obviously getting overheated because hes sweating bad, so he takes his shirt off and the rash is all over him chest and back. at this point my roomate and i are getting worried, were both like "should we call the ambo?" then all of the sudden we both hear this "THUD" we walk in the bathroom and find our friend laying on the floor with his eyes bugged open gasping for air like a fish out of water.

ohhhh fuck im thinking, if he dies ill get charged with neglegent homicide cause i shot him up. we call 911 and the cops and medics are there with in 3 mins. it was FAST, it was like a whirlwind of ppl in our appt. the medics kept asking if he had shot coke cause his heart rate was so high, ting was tho he just did the dope which was good quality, i was already high when this happened.

they gave him a shot of narcan and took him to the hospital. the cops tried to search the place but my roomate and i wernt too cooperative. we told the cops he had shot the dope in his car before he came in, and was acting strange and disoriented.

B ended up being fine and quit using dope after the experience which is a good thing. but at the time i was so shook i coudlnt get over that i almost watched one of my friends die.
 
I was tripping on Coricidins ( of all the dxm sources ... why this one?) anyways me and a friend had been tripping all day, we had consumed 2 boxes.

Around 8pm my friends sister announced she had to goto this play at church, and his mom makes us go (this 3 or 4 years ago) well we are both buzzing in the van feeling good not balls out tripping or anything....

We get to church and i walk up to the door and look at my friend and shake my head no, it hit me like a train i started tripping hardcore, i stumbled back to the van and laid there for it seemed an hour and my friend finally comes to the van....

hes telling me the play was about jesus and the crucifix and he was trippin balls to it and had to leave so he stumbles out of church with the robo walk lmao

then my friends sister ends up passing out, wich we didnt know, all of a sudden theres an ambulance right behind the van with its lights on, we are tripping the fuck out thinking its the police we laid on the seats out of view for like 40 min, the whole time i was waiting for the van door to slam open, then we see his dad pull up right next to us and run inside , we never did put it together what was going on, we thought we were busted. hardest ive ever tripped!
 
oh shit i thought of one, not that big of a deal but here goes -

i was in grade 7 and was hanging around with my usual stoner friends, we were all the stereotypical prepubescent stoners you think we would be. aiming to just get fucked up without a care of what we're putting in our body, even if it's drugs like shrooms or weed, i didn't know a fucking THING about them. anyways, it was lunch and we were hangin and my friends house when another friend (i never really liked this guy, he was pretty shady) offered us all some shrooms. without a fuckin clue about what i was doin i ate some, no idea how much though. my guess is around 2-3 grams. we get back to school and im chilling outside and i notice how weird everything looks. im not high yet but im definitely about to be. theres absolutely no visual distortions but everything looks.. weird. you all know exactly what im talking about. fast forward to drama class, this is an extremely slack class so i had no care that id be trippin on shroomies in it. i started feeling really loopy, i look outside and im blinded by how much light is coming through the windows. im blatantly acting fucked up and i really didn't care who noticed. all of the sudden, BAM.. shroom nausea and anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks. because i was so young i started getting very scared.. i had to call to go home, i couldnt stay in that school another second. my friend was trying to talk me down in the hallway, he did an AMAZING job but i was still bad tripping, and dry heaving in the washroom. i finally make my way to the office and call my mom, i told her i was feeling really sick and that i wanted her to pick me up and take me home. unfortunately she was busy at work and couldn't make it. my grandfather had to come get me, this freaked me out even more as he gets retardedly pissed when i miss school.

im sitting outside infront of the school, the anxiety and nausea have passed. i notice the grass doing the wave, and your basic minor shroom distorions. finally my grandpa arrives, i crawl in the backseat and curl up in the fetal position. he chose not to talk to me, which im very glad. i notice a bunch of animals being shaped out of the patterns on my blue jeans.

i finally get home and immediately run upstairs to my room to go through the longest, most excruciating 5 hours of my life. it wasn't necessarily a bad trip at this point, but it was far from good either. i was tripping mighty hard and was doing evreything to resist it, very uncomfortable.

fast forward to the aftermath, turns out no one ever caught onto the fact i was tripping no matter how obvious i was being. all my friends completely stopped talking to me after this trip too, for a number of reasons.. including one where they thought i was lying about the visuals i was seeing among a few more.

yeah, stupid.. huh?
 
me and a buddy decided to leave the Oregon Country Fair while we were frying on a ridiculous ammount of cubes, hadn't ate for two days, were dehydrated etc etc. we were sitting in this parking lot in his car when he decides to clean his car out or some shit, which entailed him throwing a propane stove and shitloads of trash into the parking lot. As i'm peaking i started seeing these lights, was listening to Mogwai, and in the groove so bad, but then my friend said there was a bunch of cops. There were two suburbans and four cars parked behind us, all of which were pigs... i was trippinn soooooooo fuckin hard. one cop asks me what we're doin and all i say is "doin handstands, mackin the pussy"...we got arrested.
 
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