Acid in Vegas

Are you stupid

Tripped on some research chemical psychedelic while taking molly also, wasn’t right in the head for a year no exaggeration

x**** in general was overhyped af. complete garbage.

Did some acid with some friends for my homie birthday in college, we went to Santa Monica beach and this nigga got ass naked and started wylin out, cops came in a helicopter and they took bruh away in an ambulance

How did the rest of you guys handle him wylin out?

I've heard lots of stories of people taking their clothes off while on acid I wonder why

I did like 5 grams of shrooms on my first time because I didn’t know the correct amounts. F***ed me up real bad, but it was amazing after it had worn off a bit

Xans and drinking definitely the most dangerous though I blacked out lost all memory for like 12 hours on multiple occasions

So the full story is

My homie Justin hits me up & says “yo it’s my birthday lets link” I’m like okay bet

Me & my friend Luke take him & his love interest Maya to the pier after taking some drops of lsd

On the ride there Justin starts crying and s*** Because of the music (So Far to Go by Common was playing) also note this nigga has trauma from his brother passing away & some more s***

In between bawling in the back seat this nigga is like trying to touch on Maya and she’s kinda rejecting his advances & encouraging them at the same time

We reach the beach around 4:30 & this nigga hop out the car & hit a full sprint to the water with Maya right behind him

As soon as Luke & I catch up to them we start setting up to chill.

I decide to take a snap to let our friends know where we are.

The very moment I take the snap I hear Luke behind me say “JUSTIN NOOOOOOO”

This nigga dropped his drawers in the water and is trying to make advances on Maya right next to a large ass Mexican family,
The Mexicans starts screaming and running out the water

At this point some white girls see this nigga and start cheering & hyping him up while we are trying to calm him down

A photographer on the beach sees him & start taking pics, Justin notices and hit a f***ing Thanos sprint directly at that nigga & The photographer runs for his life

Eventually the cops come & are mad confused they hem him up & take him away

At this point it’s like midnight & we still have Maya who we don’t even know like that & is high out her mind and we had to take her ass home without reliable directions

Didn’t make it home till 3 am

Best day ever

Wild.

aye you call it a snap too

people be calling me weird for saying that at uni

never touching acid

Police bout to search me and my homie outside of a club cuz they saw us throw out a bottle of cough syrup. We both had 25 poke balls ( e) on us. He got a call about shots fired and said we’re lucky af and dipped.

Totaled 3 cars barred out.

Did a quarter ounce of coke by myself in 3 days at a festival.

Used to take around 10 poke balls a night at raves when I was young.

Drove around with a lot of s*** on me a lot, really dumb s*** I was doing on bars.

Too many stupid d*** experiences to name.

skipped thanksgiving family diner one year and sniffed like two eight balls of coke with friends

Taking a lot of molly haha

That will catch up you😹

In the UK you can get codeine fairly easily through online pharms, and then you mix it with another ingredient that contains the prometh

One Friday we weren't heading out so I decided to get absolutely blasted, popped a schoolbus and a half (and later redosed with a valium because I was so outta it lmao as if I needed more benzos) and popped a 20MG Oxy as well as sippin on the (I mean imma call it lean for the sake of the story) lean

I remember about maybe 20 minutes of the entire night

Luckily my housemate was awake at 3AM about to spark a zoot when he noticed the backdoor open, I had passed out in the backgarden mid-cigarette (this was in the north of england in winter so was maybe 2/3 degrees) I was shivering too - funniest thing is apparently when he woke me up I was so out of it I kept picking up a flower pot and trying to drink out of it since I thought it had the lean in lmaoooo

Next two days were f***ing awful, the amount of opiates & benzos I had consumed (I finished the 200ml codeine bottle on top of the Oxy) made me nauseous for the next two days all I could do was sleep, I'm quite underweight as well so things hit me a bit harder usually, was still out of it walking to my Monday morning class lmao but it eventually settled

Always feel guilty about it in regards to my housemate, dunno what would have happened if he hadn't of found me in the backgarden

took too many pulls before school. on my way to school i was f***in trippin. my feet felt like they were burning, i could barely move my body, it was a f***in nightmare. i honestly felt like i was about to die. it was finals week so i had to do a bunch of tests while feeling like this

When I was drinking Xanny juice i was stuck on stupid like a mf. Mfs could slap the s*** out of me and I’d wake Up for a split second, say “huh” and go right back to sleep. S*** definitely wasn’t fun.

Not stupid for me and my boy. But we decided to do bunch of different d**** one night. Like a lot of different ones and some kid we barely knew wanted to “keep up” and we told him we were animals and not like normal d*** users and he goes “yeah same I’m an animal too”

Needlessly to say the kid was rushed to the hospital for overdoses. He lived but we never hung out with him again.

Same thing happened with another buddy and I with this kid who said he could out drink us and we had to drive him home (yes we could drunk drove) before the pre-game even ended. He was KO’d. Never hung out with that kid again either

I bought it there

Read it lmao, good stuff

Don’t EVER post a link to that dusty ass website again u hear

My dumbest alcohol experience, where I think my gf at the time may have been d***ged.

It’s a long ass story.

Characters: me, my gf R (now ex), my sister T, her new boyfriend J (now husband).

So me and R live in New Orleans, my sister and J come up to visit, my dad bought us tickets to a play called Joseph and the technicolor dream coat. We start drinking before the play and this play was not it. So we leave at intermission and go to strip club on Bourbon Street. Going to a strip club with your sister is kinda awkward. We’re in there for less than 20 minutes and R is basically passing out. She’s not a lightweight by any means, she was basically an alcoholic, so i think she may have been d***ged.

We step out on Bourbon and R starts puking on the side of the street

In between spews she says “I don’t have my purse”

I had just bought her this purse and a new phone for her birthday like a week before, she’s got her mom’s credit cards in there, and she left it in a strip club on bourbon street

So T and J go in to look for the purse while I tend to R. Then I start getting pelted with beads and plastic cups. Some group of people on a balcony above us are accusing me of trying to date rape my gf.

They were like “get away from her what are you doing”

A hot dog vendor brought us hot dogs which was nice af

T and J come back and weren’t able to find purse. Very disappointed. We grab a taxi and while we’re in the taxi I call R’s mom to tell her to cancel her credit card. Then R pukes in the taxi

The taxi driver tells us we have to pay $200. We were like “we’ll clean it, leave the meter running” and he was like “I will call the cops if you don’t give me $200”

Then J goes on this massive rant about the constitution. I don’t know what connection the $200 charge for puking in a taxi has to do with constitutional amendments, but he was passionate about this. He was quoting the Declaration of Independence like he was Tom Cruise in a Few Good Men. I was about to be like J, what the f*** are you talking about, when suddenly, the taxi driver says “ok I’ll let you clean it”.

All that constitution talk worked

We get to the hotel and clean the puke, and the taxi driver speeds off before we can pay him for anything lmao. So we bring R and T to the room, and I realize I had turned on R’s find my iPhone. I pull it up and track the location, and it’s at the same strip club. So J and I decide to go back and find it.

While we’re on the elevator I said a little prayer to myself that J not get us into any shenanigans, because dude seemed unhinged after the constitution rant. Then he turns to me and says “if we see the purse, grab it and run”.

Like bruh, it’s gonna look like we’re stealing the purse if we do that. We argue about this as we walk through the lobby.

We step outside the hotel and J yells out to these two random dread head guys “hey man you got any cigarettes?”

Dread head guy turns and says “who the F*** you yelling at?”

TO BE CONTINUED...