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This is a question 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)
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good question! I have lots and lots of stories the first one though is a story that still makes me laugh everytime I think of it.

A couple of years ago I got chatting to a boy I met on a music forum. We spent about 6 months chatting on msn and eventually arranged to meet up at a big rave.

That day I had bought 25 pills for 50p each and had the idea to sell them on. I arrive at this rave with my mates and I go to the meeting place and meet up with this boy lets call him John!

He was already pissed and he asked me if I had any pills so I gave him one and he asked for another, by this stage I was pretty gone myself so I handed it over and he asked for another one and another one, I thought he wanted them for his mates but to my horror I realised he had taken them all!

We was chatting for about 5 mins until he said "your pills are fucking shit" and with that walked away. I said to my mate oh well fuck him lets go dance.

About 20 mins later I was going to the toilet and by the fag machine I saw someone slumped over it with their tounge hanging out at one side, I realised it was John, I went over and asked him if he was ok but I couldnt make any sense of what he was saying, me and my friend walked him to the side and sat him down. He then proceeded to call me Bill, I asked him who Bill was he would look at me strangly and then ask who I was, I would say to him "its Fran, we met up earlier" to which he would reply "nah sorry mate dont know ya" he then started telling me about midgets falling from planes and also asking me to click on the red cross cos he didnt wanna be here anymore!

By this stage I knew he was just fucked and wasnt in any danger but decided to sit with him to make sure he was ok. I was smoking a joint and he kept asking for some, everytime I gave him some he would put the lit end in his mouth then throw the joint, so I had to keep getting it. he done this about 4 times until I just refused to give him any more smoke.

Then the creme de la creme of the evening..... my friend who was with me was drinking some water, she took a sip screwed the lid back on and John grabbed it off her, he undid the lid put the bottle to his ear and started shouting "what u calling me in a rave for, hello I cant hear you, what do you want" at the top of his voice, the water was all falling all over him and I dont think I have ever ever laughed so much in my life!

Remember kids drugs are bad!
(, Fri 16 Dec 2005, 12:08, Reply)

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