“oh man I don’t wanna call the cops on this white boy… Honey he says he wants the menu. I dunno. Make him some noodles and some chicken. He doesn’t know I’m speaking English and not Cantonese, that’s how zooted he is.”
I’d believe it. One time at a concert we all did acid and molly. At a certain point I needed to go down the stairs to another level, but as I attempted to go down, there was an usher telling me I couldn’t go downstairs. So I said “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walked away. A few minutes later, my friends come find me and walk me down that same staircase, and the usher said nothing, which I thought was odd.
It was later after sobering up that my friends told me that what actually happened was I had walked right up to the usher, stared intensely at them for a solid minute, before saying “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walking off.
Another time, I had a buddy get incredibly high and was trying to run to the police station up the street because we were “mind controlling him”, and then later that evening after calming him down, was watching porn and having conversations with the actors as if they were speaking directly to him. Not even masturbating, mind you, just watching porn to converse with them.
“oh man I don’t wanna call the cops on this white boy… Honey he says he wants the menu. I dunno. Make him some noodles and some chicken. He doesn’t know I’m speaking English and not Cantonese, that’s how zooted he is.”
Can you be that high? People do on other stuff on the regular. Didn’t they find Iron Man in some kids’ beds sleeping??
I’d believe it. One time at a concert we all did acid and molly. At a certain point I needed to go down the stairs to another level, but as I attempted to go down, there was an usher telling me I couldn’t go downstairs. So I said “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walked away. A few minutes later, my friends come find me and walk me down that same staircase, and the usher said nothing, which I thought was odd.
It was later after sobering up that my friends told me that what actually happened was I had walked right up to the usher, stared intensely at them for a solid minute, before saying “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walking off.
Another time, I had a buddy get incredibly high and was trying to run to the police station up the street because we were “mind controlling him”, and then later that evening after calming him down, was watching porn and having conversations with the actors as if they were speaking directly to him. Not even masturbating, mind you, just watching porn to converse with them.
Drugs are a hell of a drug.