• The best drug adventure you've experienced
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I have a story to share with you guys. I think this may have been one of the greatest days of my life thus far. Let's start at the best place, the beginning. I am dating a wonderful girl. We've had sex quite a few times, and are very comfortable with one-another. She has (completely unprovoked, mind you), stated that I could mess around with other girls as long as I ask her beforehand. A girl I've been texting for a while, referred from now on as A, has been hitting on me for the past few days, aware of my open relationship-esque situation. I ask my girlfriend if I can make any advances on A, and my girlfriend gives the okay. (Current awesome level: 15) I pass this information onto A. A tells me we should hang out after school, and smoke the quarter that she was supposed to get, as long as take the dxm that she had. I of course take this amazing opportunity, knowing it will result in some epic makeouts, possibly more. We drop 120mg of dxm each before 6th period, and meet up after school. Turns out A's dealer didn't pull through, and we're left with no weed, and a low dxm high. This is kind of a bummer, but we make our way to my makeout area in the woods, which is also close to a known smoking area. As we make our way down there, we spot 2 fellows we recognize, rolling up 2 joints. I ask if we can join them, and throw down 5$. They happily accept, and we break apart one of the joints, and load it into A's bowl. (Current awesome level: 50) We burn for a solid 20 minutes, and we all get high as fuck. The weed complimented the DXM so nicely, and me and A are easily both at a [7], which is the highest I've been in a while. (Current awesome level: 135) We bid farewell to our weed possessing chums after getting their phone numbers, then make our way into the woods. We lied down on my jacket, and marveled at how amazing the sky looked in our elevated state. Then, came the kissing. A is a very good kisser, a rival to even my girlfriend. (Current awesome level: 200) We move on to second base, with my hands up her shirt, and her practically dry humping me, but it doesn't get much further than that. She said she would have gone further, but she always holds back a little the first time, to keep guys coming back. I have no issue with any of this. This all continued for about an hour and a half, and then she said she had some church group to attend with her friend, and invited me along. I'm agnostic, and so is she, but I took the offer, because I honestly had nothing better to do, and it sounded like it could have been fun. On the way to this event, we nommed on a cosmic brownie and some cheez-its, which were an amazing tastebud experience. (Current awesome level: 180) We get to the church. I notice a guy who has bullied my girlfriend in the past, and stared him down. Nothing was initiated, though, I'm a pretty passive person. There is live music at this event, and it was pretty loud and obnoxious, so I ask A and her friend (Who will now be known as B) if they would both like to ditch the church group and go to the woods, and makeout some more. They both happily agree. (Current awesome level: 255) We get there and smoke a little bit of a bowl we had left from an earlier session. Then comes the kissing. Oh my god, B is almost as good as A, and I get to watch them makeout quite a bit, too. (Current awesome level: error, unable to calculate) Then, my dad calls, saying he's coming to pick me up. I bid the two ladies farewell, and make way to my dad's car. I get home, have a soda, and then began writing this. I'm currently marveling at the fact that this day actually occurred, and listening to some shpongle. This has easily been one of the greatest days of my life thus far, and even though things with A and B didn't get much further than kissing, the high enhanced the experience so much, that it could almost rival sex. I've never gone past third base under the influence, but it's next on my bucket list, and may soon be fulfilled in one of the most amazing way possible. (See: quarter oz of marijuana, then a threesome with My girlfriend, me, and A. Hells yes.(Hellllllllls yes.)) So, my fellow druggians, what are your favorite memories you've made while under the influence? (Ps I'm attempting to format this whole thing so it' easier to read, but I'm on my phone, so I'll add indents and such when I get home.)
i'm proud of you son [editline]1st February 2012[/editline] also i'll probably post mine later, too sick too type that shit up
Every time I read something like this, I wonder how old the person is. so, how old are you? [editline]31st January 2012[/editline] good read, by the way
[QUOTE=Hmn30;34488720]Every time I read something like this, I wonder how old the person is. so, how old are you? [editline]31st January 2012[/editline] good read, by the way[/QUOTE] Okay, by saying this, everyone's going to think I'm completely fabricating this whole story, but I'm still in a little disbelief, myself. I I'm 15, and incredibly lucky.
damn teenagers having all the fun my girlfriend would be down for a threesome, but I feel it'd kind of ruin the romantic half of sex yeah, sex isn't really romantic in itself, more primal.. but it's something that my girlfriend and I chose to reserve for eachother for a reason [editline]1st February 2012[/editline] mind you we started fucking when we were 14, so not like i'm trying to shit on your parade or anything :p good luck with getting that threesome, but just remember that afterwords things will change between you and your girlfriend. You might not see why, but everyone I know that's done it has told me things have never quite been the same. They get suspicious of you, they feel like you don't love them, one thing or another. It's rare to successfully have a threesome with a girlfriend and keep things the same afterwords
The last party I was at was pretty wild. Half way through the party, somebody yells "COPS" and there is a massive wave of absolutely plastered teenagers scrambling for their cars. I jumped into one girl's car and was promptly thrown back the fuck out, so I went for my friend's car. He was way, way too drunk to drive. At this point though, I've taken plenty of xanax and am quite hammered, so it really isn't like I gave the littlest bit of a fuck. He goes screaming down the backwoods gravel roads hitting 80 at one point. I'm pretty sure we clipped a mailbox. Nearly nailed a tree, and hit our friend's camaro. I was just cheering him on the whole way. Somehow we made it back to my friend's house not dead so we crashed. The next day I woke up at 5 in the afternoon cuddling with some guy's 14 year old sister. That was the last time I went to a party at his place. That night was an adventure in itself. Another guy that was on DXM pulled a knife on some dude and then stole this redneck guys truck and took out every fucking street sign and mailbox all down the road. Good times.
Good for you, bro! Though paragraphs are always nice. I swear, when I was about a 3/4 through the text, I suddenly felt really high for like 5-10 seconds. And I haven't smoked anything today. That was really weird. Never experienced it before.
[QUOTE=Inzalonus;34492390]damn teenagers having all the fun my girlfriend would be down for a threesome, but I feel it'd kind of ruin the romantic half of sex yeah, sex isn't really romantic in itself, more primal.. but it's something that my girlfriend and I chose to reserve for eachother for a reason [editline]1st February 2012[/editline] mind you we started fucking when we were 14, so not like i'm trying to shit on your parade or anything :p good luck with getting that threesome, but just remember that afterwords things will change between you and your girlfriend. You might not see why, but everyone I know that's done it has told me things have never quite been the same. They get suspicious of you, they feel like you don't love them, one thing or another. It's rare to successfully have a threesome with a girlfriend and keep things the same afterwords[/QUOTE] Thanks for the advice, man. I don't know if that whole awkwardness will occur between me and my girlfriend, but it is definitely a possibilty. If anything, that adventure yesterday just made me respect her even more, and seeing as she's both better looking, and a better kisser than both A and B, I'm just so glad that I have her in my life. C: Also, I can't remember for the life of me what B's actual name is. Does that make me a dick? Haha I think that makes me a little bit of a dick. Oh welllll.
Christ dude, well done. [IMG]http://upload.slightlymore.co.uk/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/93a29064_Slow-Clap.gif[/IMG] [sp]I'm normally the guy hating on someone who posts gifs, but this has never been more appropriate. Also, apologies if reaction images aren't allowed. I'll remove if needs be.[/sp]
[QUOTE=Nick Lomax;34493391]Good for you, bro! Though paragraphs are always nice. I swear, when I was about a 3/4 through the text, I suddenly felt really high for like 5-10 seconds. And I haven't smoked anything today. That was really weird. Never experienced it before.[/QUOTE] I accidentally rated you disagree when I wanted to hit agree, and it's not letting me re-rate because I'm on my phone. Just wanted to let you know. :p
[QUOTE=Teal Moose;34493312]The last party I was at was pretty wild. Half way through the party, somebody yells "COPS" and there is a massive wave of absolutely plastered teenagers scrambling for their cars. I jumped into one girl's car and was promptly thrown back the fuck out, so I went for my friend's car. He was way, way too drunk to drive. At this point though, I've taken plenty of xanax and am quite hammered, so it really isn't like I gave the littlest bit of a fuck. He goes screaming down the backwoods gravel roads hitting 80 at one point. I'm pretty sure we clipped a mailbox. Nearly nailed a tree, and hit our friend's camaro. I was just cheering him on the whole way. Somehow we made it back to my friend's house not dead so we crashed. The next day I woke up at 5 in the afternoon cuddling with some guy's 14 year old sister. That was the last time I went to a party at his place. That night was an adventure in itself. Another guy that was on DXM pulled a knife on some dude and then stole this redneck guys truck and took out every fucking street sign and mailbox all down the road. Good times.[/QUOTE] Why did you get scared by cops? What did you do illegal?
[QUOTE=Teal Moose;34493312]The last party I was at was pretty wild. Half way through the party, somebody yells "COPS" and there is a massive wave of absolutely plastered teenagers scrambling for their cars. I jumped into one girl's car and was promptly thrown back the fuck out, so I went for my friend's car. He was way, way too drunk to drive. At this point though, I've taken plenty of xanax and am quite hammered, so it really isn't like I gave the littlest bit of a fuck. He goes screaming down the backwoods gravel roads hitting 80 at one point. I'm pretty sure we clipped a mailbox. Nearly nailed a tree, and hit our friend's camaro. I was just cheering him on the whole way. Somehow we made it back to my friend's house not dead so we crashed. The next day I woke up at 5 in the afternoon cuddling with some guy's 14 year old sister. That was the last time I went to a party at his place. That night was an adventure in itself. Another guy that was on DXM pulled a knife on some dude and then stole this redneck guys truck and took out every fucking street sign and mailbox all down the road. Good times.[/QUOTE] Well someone's going to be found dead at a young age.... idiot.
Drank arizona. Felt LIFE RUSHING THROUGH MY BODY
[QUOTE=CHRHN;34495438]Why did you get scared by cops? What did you do illegal?[/QUOTE] Drinking under 21 is illegal in America I think.
[QUOTE=zach1193;34495739]Well someone's going to be found dead at a young age.... idiot.[/QUOTE] Well someone's going to be lonely at an old age... inconsiderate.
This one time I took a gram of DXM, like 4 times. No long explanation because nobody wants to read that shit. [editline]1st February 2012[/editline] this other time my girlfriend and i had sex while tripping total balls, no explanation for that either because nobody wants to read that shit
My first time was the best experience, and one I will always cherish. I stayed at my friend Austin's house one night with my two other best friends, earlier that day my friend Austin made his first pot purchase on his own and we decided to celebrate that (and my first time), so we all piled in my small little 1989 Chevy Cavalier and hotboxed it to the point that I we had to wave through the cloud of smoke to see each other's faces. We had such a good time laughing, talking, and listening to music. It's definitely a time I wish I could relive over and over again. As much as I love living here in Greece, I often have those sweet memories creep up on me and make me miss home so much. :( Surprisingly though, the weed didn't make my car smell bad at all like I first worried it would. I had a real nice car scent dispenser and some Febreeze.
This one time I got massively baked with a buddy of mine and decided to walk to In N Out for a burger. We arrive, order, and get our food and it's delicious. We be chillin', high den a mawfucka, when suddenly we hear screaming from the back door of the restaurant. Apparently, a high school chick had been cheated on by her boyfriend, and her dad was all pissed off so he's trying to kick this kid's ass. The fight apparently made it all the way from their house to In N Out. The girl who the kid cheated with is also there, trying to get this other chick's dad to back off. He punches her in the face and keeps going after the kid. In less than a minute, a fuckload of cops are there, guns out and shit, arresting this dude who's just going to town on this kid and the kicker? This guy's an LAPD officer, and these are all his coworkers arresting him for assault and battery of a minor in a public place. Me and my buddy are in the back, baked off our minds, wondering if this is really happening
[QUOTE=CHRHN;34495438]Why did you get scared by cops? What did you do illegal?[/QUOTE] smoking weed, drinking, smoking (illegal) spice, etc. here in America if you get caught drinking underage or doing any "drugs", they can take your license until you're like 21, prevent you from getting a license, all kinds of nasty shit even if you avoid jail or juvee. and I'm not as bad as that anymore. I don't go to those parties or associate with that crowd any longer. haven't touched z-bars in a few months either.
A year or so ago I went up to a cabin in Wyoming with a bunch of friends during Summer. The cabin is in the middle of nowhere nestled up against a small bluff/mesa (in the scale of topography think bigger than a hill but smaller than a mountain, you can climb it easily in an hour or less). The area is pretty scatered with trees, making it sort of like an open forest. So after a day of lighting up 10yr old fireworks we found in the closet (and putting out two small bush fires caused by faulty ones.) and drinking we decided to get down to business and down a bunch of mushrooms we'd packed for the trip. Most intense experience I have had to date. We started out watching the Yellow Submarine if I remember correctly as the stuff settled in. Fascinating was watching the movie fairly sober you don't really understand what they're saying (false british jabber) but as the mushrooms kicked in you could suddenly begin to understand them as if they were speaking proper English. All of us noticed this, except the one sober girl who claimed us nuts. After that was done with most of us fleeted outside into the fading dusk, tripping like crazy. I remember sitting in front of a stream for a good hour or so (i think) on a fallen tree and thinking about the universe. Something so serene about the sound of the flowing water and the start of the crickets. The trees were thick around the water so it was almost like you were in your own little encapsulated world. I also recall failing to remember how to get back out and spending some time painfully climbing through the trees. From here I recall us all finding ourselves standing on the front walkway, some ontop of rocks in the ground, others on cars and the rest on the ground. All of us staring at the setting sun in silence and awe. Most amazing sunset I have ever seen at that time. The sun was low enough to look at directly yet it lit the area up an amazing orange and red that flooded everything. Being on shrooms It blew my mind. Best experience though was finding myself atop of the bluff/mesa at some odd hour in the middle of the night, howling and chanting at the top of my lungs with my friends until we were exhausted and laughing. We all ended up laying atop the mesa and watching the stars (which were AMAZING, everything was clear. Every star including the center of our galaxy). I remember feeling like the sky and the stars had become three dimensional, I felt like i could clearly see all the nebulae and patterns and depth to the sky at greater detail than anyone has ever seen before. Almost like I was floating in it. And then we woke up at 10 or so the next morning sleeping atop the bluff/mesa, half naked and hungry. Perfect fucking adventure, I can't even remember most of it- there's so much more that happened, but those were the highlights for me.
Me on 6 hits of acid.
[QUOTE=Teal Moose;34493312]The last party I was at was pretty wild. Half way through the party, somebody yells "COPS" and there is a massive wave of absolutely plastered teenagers scrambling for their cars. I jumped into one girl's car and was promptly thrown back the fuck out, so I went for my friend's car. He was way, way too drunk to drive. At this point though, I've taken plenty of xanax and am quite hammered, so it really isn't like I gave the littlest bit of a fuck. He goes screaming down the backwoods gravel roads hitting 80 at one point. I'm pretty sure we clipped a mailbox. Nearly nailed a tree, and hit our friend's camaro. I was just cheering him on the whole way. Somehow we made it back to my friend's house not dead so we crashed. The next day I woke up at 5 in the afternoon cuddling with some guy's 14 year old sister. That was the last time I went to a party at his place. That night was an adventure in itself. Another guy that was on DXM pulled a knife on some dude and then stole this redneck guys truck and took out every fucking street sign and mailbox all down the road. Good times.[/QUOTE] Such is the life of a juggalo :v:
Last week I visited my friend and crashed in his dorm with his two roomates. The four of us were going to a headshop to buy a glass pipe to replace one that got broken. As we were crossing the street we almost got ran over by some dude who was high as shit. The guy got out of his car and was shaking, super nervous, sweaty palms and everything. We chatted for a bit when he invited us to hotbox his car and try some spice he had. We decided it was a good idea and got in with him. It was 3g of spice for 1g weed and this was the second time I've ever smoked, the first time not really doing much for me. After my first hit I started feeling odd. It got me way too high way too quick and I wasn't prepared. I started realizing the situation was really sketchy. I can't remember if i took a second hit or not but I basically started to panic. Had to get out of the car and sit on the sidewalk. My friend was awesome and got out to help me chill. He got me a cup of water and talked me through it till I was feeling good. The stranger then started getting really pissed because by that time he was the only one left in the car. He started yelling at us but I was so gone at that point I can't remember anything other than him shouting at my friend "I could have killed you, Jacob! I could have killed you!" After a bit he got out of the car and started talking to me. We all were getting really creeped out by this guy so we got the fuck out of there. We decided to have an adventure to McDonalds and then head back to the dorms to prep for some partying. Using no gps after a while we managed to find one all high off our asses. We walked through some really shit areas not giving a fuck, met some people. Along the way one of the roomates tried doing a voice to text recording of what had happened so far. They wanted to make it into a movie. It was funny as hell. In McDonalds my friends roomate told everyone in the entire restaurant everything that happened. I don't remember anything other than buying some food and strangers staring at me and talking about how fucking gone I was. We managed to do all this and get back to the dorms within around 2.5 hours. Still feeling high even then. I DD'ed for 7-8 people or whatever. I had pretty much come down from the body high but the head high feeling lingered with me the rest of the night through two parties, the first of which got busted. At the second party the two owners of the house were going around with video cameras telling everyone to say things about each other. One of them told me to repeat what he said, and having a great time and not caring, I guess there's some random video of me saying "Kyle sucks dicks." out there now. After a while we got a bit bored of that party and drove back to some other dorm rooms. Dropped some people off and then I drove a couple of us across this amazing suspension bridge into another state and hotboxed my friends car. This time it was just weed and I liked the feeling a lot better. Drove back, had a beer, went up to the dorm room and made a cloud out of pillows and blankets that spanned most of the room. Chatted till we fell asleep. All of these events took up about 6 hours. Basically this was an amazing first experience and it happened with one of my best friends. Couldn't ask for more.
I'd have to say, when I took a quarter oz from my parents (score), I thought I was just gonna meet up with my friends on foot, but all of a sudden a car pulls up, and the driver witch is also my older cousin yells, "Get in Mo fucka!" so I hopped in with my 3 friends in the back of his Cadillac, so were just crushed against the door and shit, well they ask "How much did you get?" so I pull out my bag and all of their jaws just drop, and my cousin takes the bag, and rolled a couple of joints. We started off smoking some joints got a bit high, witch were are cruising out in the middle of NOWHERE, they pull out 2 bongs, so we started passing bongs around the car.. About 30 minutes later, the haze is so thick in the car, I couldn't even see to the front seat, but I kept seeing someone passing back a bong, and no one even cared anymore, they wouldn't even take a hit they'd just keep passing it back and forth. So I ended up with two bongs, I'm very confused at this point, I just ask "What the fucking shit how do I do this..." so I tried to smoke out of both of them at the same time.. :V. About an hour later it's 2 AM, and my friend Jeffery starts hitting the driver, so he stops the car, gets out and so does the dude in the passenger seat, they open up the door and PULL Jeffery out by force and try to fight, but Jeffery just jumped back in the car and screamed. Me i don't know what the fuck I was doing, but I just stepped out of the car while everyone else was in it, and I find a little pipe holder on the ground, I unzip the side of it to see whats all in there.. I found about an Eighth of Brick, and a nice little glass dragon pipe, and my dumb ass high mind just walked back to the car and I said, "Did anyone loose this?". The dude in the passenger seat said "Oh yeah dude thanks!" so he reaches into his bag and hands me a chunk of the brick (Witch I don't know what the hell happened to it). Later it's 3 AM, we smoked ALL of the weed and the people upfront even smoked us up another Quarter OZ. The last thing I remember seeing that night, was a sign saying "Welcome to Hansboro" witch was 50 Miles away from where we all lived, and we only had a small amount of gas left. And that was the last thing I remember. Crazy ass night it took us a couple of hours the next day to find out where the hell we all went xD
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