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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This only happened three weeks ago.
My housemates smoke a lot - I don't really smoke but have the odd pull if it's on offer. Needless to say it doesn't take me much to get monkeyed out of my mind!
After smoking very little, I was completely gone. Somehow we got on to the subject of fancy dress parties and who we should go as. (regardless of theme, context etc) Firstly I declared that I was keen to go to the next fancy dress party dressed as David Bowie from the film Labyrinth. Equally I wanted to go armed with a tape deck and a baby doll. Why? In the heat of the night, I would put 'Dance Magic Dance' on the stereo whilst tossing the poor infant (Baby All Gone was decided upon) to the ceiling.
My 2nd (and equally strange) idea was to go in standard dress but with several pairs of scissors Duck Taped to my hands (e.g. paper, kitchen, garden etc) I would then write in biro 'Edward' on my cheek. When the unsuspecting asked who I had come as, I would simply point at my cheek and then my hands (although this would prove difficult with all the scissors...perhaps is would add to the effect?) whilst saying nothing. I'd then walk off.
I'm such a fucking C*nt when I’m stoned!
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 20:19, Reply)
My housemates smoke a lot - I don't really smoke but have the odd pull if it's on offer. Needless to say it doesn't take me much to get monkeyed out of my mind!
After smoking very little, I was completely gone. Somehow we got on to the subject of fancy dress parties and who we should go as. (regardless of theme, context etc) Firstly I declared that I was keen to go to the next fancy dress party dressed as David Bowie from the film Labyrinth. Equally I wanted to go armed with a tape deck and a baby doll. Why? In the heat of the night, I would put 'Dance Magic Dance' on the stereo whilst tossing the poor infant (Baby All Gone was decided upon) to the ceiling.
My 2nd (and equally strange) idea was to go in standard dress but with several pairs of scissors Duck Taped to my hands (e.g. paper, kitchen, garden etc) I would then write in biro 'Edward' on my cheek. When the unsuspecting asked who I had come as, I would simply point at my cheek and then my hands (although this would prove difficult with all the scissors...perhaps is would add to the effect?) whilst saying nothing. I'd then walk off.
I'm such a fucking C*nt when I’m stoned!
( , Thu 15 Dec 2005, 20:19, Reply)
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