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Bluffboy says: My mate cheated death and burned his eyebrows off looking down the barrel of a potato gun. Tell us about your brushes with the Grim Reaper through stupidity.

(, Thu 12 Feb 2009, 20:01)
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Being an Idiot
This was probably my closest scrape with death... certainly my stupidest moment.

I was living in Edinburgh and working in a shitty boring office job. I was quite the drug fiend at the time - smoking hash had seemed alright so I tried ecstasy and acid and mushrooms (but nothing else). So one night I went out clubbing with a visiting friend (who I'll call Pete) and got completely blitzed on ecstasy and sloppy drunk as well.

Next day we were craving a joint for the comedown, but I'd only recently moved to Edinburgh and hadn't made any connections. But fortune seemed to smile on us, as when walking along Princes Street I saw a joint on the ground and quickly snaffled it into my pocket.

Back at my place we reskinned the joint. There was a fine brown powder in the joint - I thought, "Ah well, it's just really fine hash." There was a wet patch at the end of the joint - I thought, "Must have been wet on the street" (it was November after all).

So Pete is away to get the bus back so we walk up the street and partake. Conversation gradually dried up. Then things suddenly went bizarre - as though what I was saying was a screen which was scrumpled up. It hit Pete about the same time, both of us going "Wooaarrgghh!" Everything I saw was pulsating, undulating, rubbery. Apart from the strength of it, there was the surprise, and that unpleasant realisation that it could have been ANYTHING.

We got to the bus-stop somehow, and I sat to await the bus. But when I sat down, it felt as though my mind was falling into me, down into my chest. This completely freaked me out and I split, unable to be around anyone or maintain social niceties.

As I walked home, I felt like a pinhole of cool air rushing through me, while my mind still rampaged and babbled in a freaky way. I realised that I'd smoked a joint of liquid LSD and heroin and had probably nearly blacked out from it. I don't know if it was literally near-death but it was extremely frightening episode.

(Even worse was the fact that I had an acid-fried head for years after. Ever short-circuited a computer and blown some circuits? That happened to me mentally. Took several years to recover from the flashbacks, paranoia, mental fragility etc. Even today I can't drink caffeine or have any kind of mental stimulant. But it serves me right, really).
(, Sat 14 Feb 2009, 15:08, 6 replies)
I never understood why...
... anyone would choose to put harmful chemical shit into their body - especially when they don't know exactly what it is.

OK OK, so I eat junk food: but the worst effect is that it makes me fatter.
(, Sat 14 Feb 2009, 16:54, closed)
drink coffee at all?
drink booze? live in a city?
(, Mon 16 Feb 2009, 17:33, closed)
It was probably PCP
people soak joints in it sometimes, has that sort of effect. Never heard of anyone smoking LSD...
(, Sat 14 Feb 2009, 17:10, closed)
PCP
Maybe so. Had no basis for comparison. But never heard of "PCP casualties" like you get acid casualities.
(, Sun 15 Feb 2009, 9:52, closed)
Well
that's just lovely! Have a click!
(, Sat 14 Feb 2009, 19:13, closed)
sounds like moxy to me.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/5-MeO-DMT
(, Mon 16 Feb 2009, 17:35, closed)

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