So after last night, which I will detail here in the best recollection I can, I have decided we need a thread where we can talk about our most messed up experiences on drugs. It can be anything from the most intense trip you've had to the time where you literally were a walking Zombie.
My personal benchmark is the time I was at the National DnB Awards earlier this year and tried 50mg of Methoxetamine. That drug came back to haunt me last night.
I had a friend over and we frequently get drunk and try out different drugs. We had no scales so we eyeballed the methoxetamine (MXE) and kept it under our tongues for a minute or so. My friend is a LOT skinnier than I, so I thought I'd give her less.
Considering I had also had a lot of Morphine and Alcohol, this was going to get a lot more intense.
Before I knew it, I was chatting to my University Security and needed a piss. So she kept taking to them while I went and boom. There went my legs. Then my arms. Then as I muttered to myself - my speech as well.
I returned to Security, bottle of beer in hand and tried to talk, making no sense at all. 2 Security Guards I know who are total pill monsters, and a Duty Warden who I'm mates with were all pissing themselves at me.
I decided to walk back home, and they followed me.
"Would one like an opium-laced cigarette?" I remember saying to my friend before one of the Security guards tackled me and tried to put me into a bush. I was genuinely cool with it, and could have easily passed out there and then. As I rolled out of the bush, I was making "no angels" on the floor. Like snow angels, but with nothing, hence the name.
As we got back to my balcony after I had to be held up by my friend who is a year older, but about 60 kilos lighter, and lit up, the 3 people came back and said "Oi RemadE, you can't smoke up there!" so I went "Oh...:(" and sat on the stairs, where they all came and bundled me. I returned to my room and she wanted to get as fucked up as I was, so we both monged out and pretty much passed out on my floor with my duvet under us.
Like I said, this was almost on par with the first time I tried MXE in Birmingham. I had a pocketful of live shotgun cartridges and half an Oz of freshly harvested weed I grew, walking round Birmingham (shootings and stabbings galore) on a Friday night and the entire time I was just holding onto my mate as I was too far gone to even comprehend whether I was dreaming or not. As the 4 of us returned back to the Hotel, Tordek (from here) was playing with the taps and kept going "I am the tap man!" in a robotic voice, my support in town who I was attached to was crawling along the Hotel coridoor floor and the other one thought he was a terrapin.
This was at 4am, and most people on that floor were just standing in their doorways and I couldn't see their faces.
Kinda glad I didn't, to be fair.
So, what was the time you were most fucked up on a drug?