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Your Crazy Life.....Tell us a story of a crazy experience youve had cuz of drugs

Have a million but this one always makes me chuckle.

First time I did meth I went to take the bus home morning of day three from a friend's home. Waited at the bus stop for what seemed like an eternity screaming obscenities at every bus that passed on the other side.

Three fucking hours later(kid you not) I finally realized I had spent the entire time waiting for the wrong damn bus on the wrong side of the road.
 
ValeTudo said:
Florida's law says you can keep your glock in the glove box.


some folk talks about a 3 step rule, mag out nothing in the pipe, gun in the glove compartment, this is legal without permit. if your an armed felon then jail aint a thing, you got bail, woo. otherwise stick up for your rights tell the police your gun is legit and dont get dope from hookers.
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iF YOU GO BACK AND READ WHAT I SAID...I HAD THE GLOCK WITH ONE IN THE CHAMBER...THAT WAS THE PROBLEM....I DONT TELL YOU WHERE TO GET YOUR DOPE FROM SO BE SO KIND TO MING YOUR OWN BUSINESS WITH MY DOPE SITUATION
 
O yeah, but this one time i did heroin and put a needle in my arm and from there on i think i ruined my life. hoooray
 
Frank Zito said:
RIDICULOUS?!? Take a few steps with my feet. Given away by Moms when I was 6 months old. Thinking she was my sister all the way up until I was told the truth at the age of 13. Being shielded from splattered brains and skull frags by my "sister" as my "brother" (uncle) proceeded to blow my sister's abusive boyfriend's cabbage all over the "living" room walls as I was being held in my big "sis's" arms. Living with my abusive, O.C.D. driven "father" (grandfather) who REPEATEDLY beat and verbally tortured me. I was locked in my bedroom through out the night and was given an ice cream bucket to serve as a toilet. Testing on 3 separate occasions and 3 different test models as having a genius level I.Q. and being kicked out of school by the time I was 11. I was an ART prodigy. I had an ALMOST FREE ride to one of the WORLD'S premier private ARTS schools, INTERLOCHEN. I got to miss out on that cause GRAMPS was too lazy and STINGY. FUCK, I don't know. I had a point with this shit but I don't feel like putting the effort into taking this where it rightfully belongs. I spent 10 years in prison and 3 more in juvie halls and I just turned 30 last Nov. I'm not trying to garner any sympathy or anything but I have had a fairly TRAGIC life. I'm doing OKAY right now though. GOOD job, SELF EMPLOYED. Bomb ass crib.Nice ride. LOVING GIRL. Been out of PRISON for at least 3 years now. Damn, though. Just cause the MONKEY is off of my back doesn't mean the CIRCUS left town. FUCK. This post REALLY don't even come close to scratching the surface...I 'unno.
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Damn man... if your stories are true .. made me feel a lot better about my situation cause i thought it was pretty shitty. Damn, you've seen some crazy shit if thats true... someone od'd halfway through a shot? thats fuckin crazy how would that work cause the shit don't hit me till i take the belt off . OK i have to get off this site for a while i ate my sub today and i want to shoot up now fuck.
 
I spent every other weekend in high school running from cops who had nothing better to do then bust underage drinkers . One night we were out at my friends beach house .. she was passed out cold in a room drunk as shit .. there were prob like 4 or 5 of us still awake hammered drunk and all of a sudden the phone rings ... hi this is the state police we got an emergency 911 call from this house is eveyrthing ok? this girl who is my friend told them everything was fine and she didnt know who called ... 30 mins later hi this is state police we recevied another call and a state trooper is on his way. So were freaking out like wtf is going on here who keeps dialing 911 ... so we go hide down at the beach for a little bit until around 4 am no cops .... we get back ... phone rings again 911 we don't answer this time. Rings again - leaves message state troopers are on there way to see what's going on. Fuck we just had already spent an hour hiding and were like there not coming wtf is going on.


Around 5:30 am sure enough fucking 5-0 pulls in the driveway me and my one friend book it out the back door and start running towards the edge of the cliff that leads down to the beach. flash lights flyin around us and shit ... well fuck we musta slid down a 50 foot or i dont even know and end up on the side of this cliff covered in mud. We hid there for like 3 fucking hours my friend was about 15 ft above me on the cliff. We went back up at around 7 am .. cops were gone ... they found my one friend hiding in a closet holding his bleeding hand with a towel because he couldnt find a bottle opener haha.

Turns out some chinese kid who my friend was talkin shit to earlier who lived near by kept sneaking in the house calling the police and leaving haha. WTF!


I have numerous stories like this. At NELSON LEDGES one time i dunno if any of you have ever heard of it? Pretty big hippy fest spot every weekend in ohio. Around 12 am when the last band stopped playing me and my friend were standing still kinda close to the stage tripping/rolling w/e ... all of a sudden we hear some commotion and look over and there s some old like 50 year old guy argueing with some staff or something .. he starts to walk away the next thing we see is the owner of the park run and Crack the old man over the head with a fucking bottle . He was a big old dude too .. it took about 9 staff members to hold him down ... I remember him screaming in the scary voice i ever heard .. i was tripping rolling btw ... IM GONNA KILL ALL U MOTHERFUCKERS ... UR GONNA DIE .. IM GONNA SLIT UR ThrOats. Just crazy shit it was so fucking intense . Then the cops came .. me and my friend sat on a bench about 20 ft away from the police with some other people smoking blunts hahah cops defintley could smell it and defintley know what goes on in that place. I had a crazy fucking summer there! I could tell crazy stories all day i love it.
 
i got a story to contribute to this thread. way back when ( 4-5) years ago a buddy and i were driving back home after just getting an 8ball. we had already done about a gram 1/2 at the house. So 5 miles from home the blue n red lights we all fear are in our rearview mirror.He was driving i was shotty. i very quickly sealed the bag tight and put it u no where8o(u do what u gotta do) so anyways the cop comes up an said we failed to come to a complete stop which was bullshit. then it turns out that my friend didnt have his license on him and his insurance was expired. Then he said he smelled what he thought was pot in the car( another bs attempt to search the car,,although there was a very faint smell from a joint 2 days earlier.)

Anyway, he made us both get out and searched our car---we let him do it cuz we knew there was nothing in there, but in me;) so after finding nothing he says he's impounding the car, and taking us to county, the car bc no license/insurance and the taking us to jail part for the suspected mariajuana.
this is where it gets crazy...So im in the cell by myself, while their processing my friend, turns out he had a warrant i didnt know about, if i did i would never even of gotten into the car. So being by myself, i listened to make sure there was nobody coming down the hall, took the coke out, and snorted a would say a gram rite then, IN THE CELL, and swallowed the rest of it, sat down and waited. 45 mins later a cop comes an says i can leave but have to find a ride cuz they were keeping my friend!!!! walked outta the police station coked out and feeling awesome!!

not everyday i can say i did coke in a jail cell=D---
 
One time i shot up a whole ton of meth..re-assembled all my car parts 4 times, thought up of a theory where obama was gonna make all white people slaves which i actually believed to be true at the time.. then proceeded outside with a shotgun where i spent the rest of the night shooting at the sky trying to kill god.
 
Years ago, me and my brother were driving back home from a surf daytrip down the 101 in N. Cal. He was up visiting from San Diego with a sticky blob of cheev that we dosed mixed with water in a small unlabeled brown glass herbal bottle with the dripper cap. Half a "sword" up the nose, make it bubble up there and not run straight down the throat; we were pinned as fuck, and I did not even lift my head from the passenger side windowsill when we passed the cop at 70mph and my brother's "oh fuck" announced that five-o had turned in pursuit.
We pull over, the brown tincture bottle between us in food wrappers and junk. Normally, we both get jittery as fuck around cops, even sober and legal status. Thank god for the cheev, because we were both cool wintergreen skoal. I could not be bothered to even lift my head off the headrest. Cop asks us if we were drinking,
no, weed, no sir,
the case of beer in back's not opened, yes sir,
tired from surfing all day, headin' home to mom's.
"what's that bottle? hand it to me". WHAT. That electric sensation when you almost rear-end a car, that shit was FLOWING- for a second, then cheev flooded over the adrenalin rush.
We were good kids. Just graduated college in a rural place were only some finish HS, barely screwing around with harder stuff. Just enjoying a year of post-college freedom before going off to do great things if past performance is any indication of future achievements....a FELONY was not part of the plans in our wildest imagination.
"What is this stuff?"..."uh, herbal, some herb eyedrops". CHP man unscrews the top, and takes a big sniff"...he screws the top back on and throws it back in between us.
"You boys, take care and slow it down".
Wait, didn't he say step out of the car. No?, we can go?
Holy shit holy shit holy shit. How did CHP not know the smell o' tar? On a major CA drug thoroughfare? Did he know and just give us good white baldhead good ol' boys a break? What if he had said, "Oh eyedrops you say? Lemme see you put some in your eye". You even touch your eyeball after handling tar, it wants to jump out of your head, gets all red and swollen.
Oh thank you good god, I luvluvluvluv you, you beautiful work is a mystery to me...
 
I was at the spot a while ago when one of the look outs yelled 5-0! All the dope boys scrambled off and my friend was like "dude get the fuck out of here" since we had just finished copping. As i was pulling out i saw the cop driving on the street parallel to us. So i took a quick right look in my mirror no cop took another right, looked in the mirror no cop so i thought i was clear. I stopped at the light and then blue lights and sirens in the mirror. "oh fuck... were getting hemmed up" i thought then the cops flying right by us off to a call! OMFG then one day we went back and as soon as we pulled up in the spot there was 3 cop cars, 1 paddy wagon, and an all blacked out car with some old white guy in a business suit sitting in it staring us down. I couldnt believe the feds were there and i was sure we were going down even though we hadnt copped yet.

only other crazy story i can recall is the other week fucked up some friends and i found a broken canoe at the river and decided to ride it down the rapids... in febuary... yeah we sunk that bitch and that water was cooooooold
 
nothin really crazy.
lunch break at school me and a friends decide to get blazed at a local park. we invite another friend. so the three of us are sitting there in a relatively secluded spot rolling a couple of Js. as soon as we spark up, a group of 5 or so fat ass cops stroll by. These are Chinese cops so they have no or close to none knowledge of what weed is(yeah, I live in china). So my friend proceeds to smoke the J while smiling at these cops that slowly walk by. We were all scared but luckily nothing happened.
 
I've got a wonderful story to contribute after last night... Went to a party with a friend where everyone else was a stranger, everything was perfectly fine and dandy (at least I thought), and I was smoking people out that I didn't even know. I'm not sure exactly what happened in the moments leading up to being punched in the face, but I'm not the type of person to start shit so I doubt I did something to deserve it. Anyways, I came to probably not long after I got laid out, with my friend looking like he was gonna get his ass beat, all of my weed and paraphernalia was gone... I got the fuck out of there but with no revenge, a fat face, a pounding headache, and to top it off I may be experiencing the onset of the stomach flu :p
 
wat wat tear

My names Brian-amp. I had no art, music classes after the 5th grade. How do ya' like that?
I am 8 months clean from an 11 year crack addiction. Started on Hilton Head Island in S.C,
Living where I am at today, you get respect from southerners. This world, with the format of the WWW and the medium/communication invites excitment. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH.

Did I mention my so called friends and fam. were dosing LSD/cannabis/writing me scripts.

I smoked all my monies from 97' to 08'.

I'm not involved in ANY industry. I'm so fuckin' angry. Doing jail bids where....where. Remember that first episode of "Prison Break'? OCDC staff/inmates called for me; because I (25yo m) didn't know about abberating, enmesting, enturbulating the mest body, decided to dress me up in a yellow slicker and sit me infront of the TV. I was very cold. I was also doing three sessions at 30 min. of lactic acid threshold training a day on a stationary bike. And 2 twenty min. sport specific stretching routines.

This post fits into the message BL tries to vocalize, harm reduction.

My transition from smoking rocks to others as of today is volitile: you gotta remember I'm a crackhead....OK? Now, its DXM and alcohol.

Also I was ostrocized from my community in the next county over for smoking
crack and making apperances with the wrong people or above said reasons. But.....FUCK.. I was reading "Baby Sitters Club" books in the third grade. Thats a high school reading level.

And as far as rolling one deep in others territory. "I explain to the other how to break my person down."

Oh yea, "have you ever had any money"? and "do you know what money is"?

I'M FUCKIN' TRYING TO EDUCATE AND CREATE THE BETTER/MORE SELF EXPRESSIVE CONSUMER!1
 
#1- defniatly enhanced my lif.. i've met so many crazy, good hearted people that have changed my life in so many different ways... this is one of the things that people who dont do drugs will never understand...

#2- once me and my friends got pulled over at 1 in the morning by fucking L.A.P.D in west hollywood with a little over an ounce of shrooms in the car, i put the shrooms in my pants and they procede to search the car and give us curfew tickets, they search us but are reluctant about it and do a shitty job because we are evidently sick.. i should be in Juv right now but i happened to be sick...


edit: by the way i was on a little over an 8th of shrooms when we got pulled over
 
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So the story starts like any other. Twas a nice warm may afternoon and my friends and I were tryin to get fucked up :P . We call around, call around and find out one of our good friends from school got some acid =D. So we walk over, cop some, and come back to my friends house.

This being only our second time ever tripping (All in 10th grade at the time) we were in for a hell of a time! We all drop and come up giggly as ever and just havin a good time. Another friend who is a bit older and only smoking comes and picks us up. So we decide that it would be a good idea to go smoke some more bowls behind this elementary school near by. We head over there, smoke, blah, blah, but on the way back to the car the craziest shit happens.

Apparently there had been a lot of vandalism at this school lately so as we were behind the school smoking some lady across the street had called the cops :p . So as we walk back to the car two cop cars pull up over the curb and cut us off. They proceed to question us individually and put us up against the car. So five stoned, tripping 16 year olds are posted up against this cop car for about 20 minutes while two other officers go search the premises for any recent damage.

While we were up against this cop car more and more officers keep showing up... Including a K9 unit... Unfortunately we had more buds and a few pipes in the car. Oh ya also while we were waiting for the officers to finish their search one of the pigs shines the flash light directly into my eyes and says "Son, whats wrong with your eye's?" I was absolutely speechless and almost shit myself when he said that. He proceeded to inspect the rest of my friends eyes and miraculously dropped the subject. Afterwards we hypothesized that because we had taken some LSD our eyes didn't become to red from smoking and looked somewhat ok when he shined the light directly into them :). We ended up completely getting away with everything, the driver didn't even have his licence or registration on him and it was after 11 pm (junior licence).

Oh ya also a few hours before this incident my one friend asked another friend of mine to go into CVS and buy condoms and chocolate milk for him while trippin on acid... how awkward/funny that must have been for him!
 
sitting in a parkin lot of dunkin donuts getting ready to shoot up and for no fucking reason wat so ever totally randomly a cop pulls up behind the car im in, dont give no reason for why he is bothering us just pulls us out of the car immediately without even doing the license and registration thing, just pull up, walk over, and boom out of the car. and after that he plays a magic trick where he makes a brick of heroin and 3 20-bags of piff miraculously appear out of my purse :|

I love sittin in jail when Im dopesick, that was my 3rd time experiencing that lovely feeling

Definately crazy 8(
 
I was going to my friend/dealers house to get some and I came up to his back door and could see a few people insode and the door was cracked,so I walked in,whioch wasnt a problem usually, then I get in and see 3-4 guys wearing dark blue coats with DEA on the back,so I thought quick and ask my friend if he had those car parts(he was a mechanic) I had wanted and he said no,so I bolted w/o coppng. He was getting mail from SF witht nice tar/MDA & Dilaudid...was getting.
 
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