It's not me, it's the drugs talking
They make you do stupid stuff and say stupid stuff. Drugs ROCK! Old-time B3ta person Fraser says, "I remember turning to a flatmate once, after getting stoned and sitting through an episode of Casualty, and proclaiming "Wow! Those actors are *so* talented!". And really meaning it."
What do you regret doing under the influence?
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 11:19)
They make you do stupid stuff and say stupid stuff. Drugs ROCK! Old-time B3ta person Fraser says, "I remember turning to a flatmate once, after getting stoned and sitting through an episode of Casualty, and proclaiming "Wow! Those actors are *so* talented!". And really meaning it."
What do you regret doing under the influence?
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 11:19)
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Impressed by all the K-Beast stories
My own first experience with regretamine was at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre in Stratford with a mate. As uni was about to start we decided it would be a good idea to watch a play beforehand. Not such a good idea spending the day before that drinking and smoking weed on a hired boat on the river.
We hit the theatre bar, did a monster line of ket, and went in. All I remember of the first half was that the wall opposite was infinitely more interesting than the stage, on my right. After an hour or so I'd worked out what was going on, so I just reverted to being terrified that the people on my left were onto us, and edged my way away from them, almost into my mates lap.
We decided to get some air during the interval. I barely made it out of the building, but when I did, my mate thought it would be a good idea to skin up. That was goodnight for me. To this day I have no recollection of anything after that. He tells me he drove home via his dealer, and that we both went into this bedsit where he scored another quarter for the next day. Me? I was somewhere totally different....
Best recent experience was a month or so ago. Smoked an unusually strong spliff, made a cup of tea, went to play some GTA. Suddenly realised my tea was hissing at me.... I couldn't act normally in society for three days after that night, really strange. Ah well.
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 19:13, Reply)
My own first experience with regretamine was at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre in Stratford with a mate. As uni was about to start we decided it would be a good idea to watch a play beforehand. Not such a good idea spending the day before that drinking and smoking weed on a hired boat on the river.
We hit the theatre bar, did a monster line of ket, and went in. All I remember of the first half was that the wall opposite was infinitely more interesting than the stage, on my right. After an hour or so I'd worked out what was going on, so I just reverted to being terrified that the people on my left were onto us, and edged my way away from them, almost into my mates lap.
We decided to get some air during the interval. I barely made it out of the building, but when I did, my mate thought it would be a good idea to skin up. That was goodnight for me. To this day I have no recollection of anything after that. He tells me he drove home via his dealer, and that we both went into this bedsit where he scored another quarter for the next day. Me? I was somewhere totally different....
Best recent experience was a month or so ago. Smoked an unusually strong spliff, made a cup of tea, went to play some GTA. Suddenly realised my tea was hissing at me.... I couldn't act normally in society for three days after that night, really strange. Ah well.
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 19:13, Reply)
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