drugs
I'm not a big partaker of drugs as I find alcohol is enough for me. However on one occasion, my friend Mank, had procured a largish lump of resin from a bloke in France (we were there a couple of weeks before). Now Mank was a bit of a reformed druggy but he still thought it would be a good idea to make some space cakes. Cue one saturday afternoon, watching the FA cup final in a bar, Mank gets out his space cakes and offers them around. Nobody except me and him had one. We then had a couple of beers and watched the match, the cakes didn't seem to be doing anything so we had another each. Waited a while for them to work (all the while drinking like fish) but no dice. So in our (by then) drunken state we had the remainder of the cakes between us. Now Mank had made enough cakes for about 8 people but we had consumed them all between us, needless to say, the drug started working and we were both completely off our tits on booze and dope, at the stage where we realised just how fucked we were, we decided to go home, and made our apologies to the rest of the drinking gang. Our mistake was to walk home along the Grand Union canal, by this time paranoia had kicked in and I was convinced that I would fall in and drown. Mank on the other hand was a giggly little girl. We ended up sitting on a park bench, next to the canal, gibbering for what seemed hours. Eventually we made it to his mum's house where I got the massive munchies and Mank descended into extreme gibbering. Eventually I got my wife to come and pick me up and I insisted on sleeping in the spare bed, partly because I was so ashamed at being so stoned and partly because I didn't want to honk all over her. Still take the occasional toke but I don't get monged on weed any more. Be careful with drugs.
(urgle-splurgle molesting small goats since, Thu 15 Dec 2005, 16:06, Reply)