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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A long and rambling road...
What comes of doing drugs for half your life? A load of half-remembered stories...
To try and summarise the best bits...
First time stoned - under a railway bridge in Oxford, with a couple of friends who were also at OCFE. Nothing happened apart from wanting to eat everything in sight. Yeah right, nothing happened!
First time on acid - a couple of blotters dropped whilst baby sitting. I spent the night after the parents came home sitting on the garden fence, on a bright moonlit night in autumn, looking at the cartoon mother hens in the sky looking down on me. After a while (it could have been 10 minutes, could have been a couple of hours) I went back to my bedroom to listen to some music. Spaceman 3 was no good but the colours in front of my eyes from listening to Mudhoney was amazing! I got bored of that and ended up getting into the carpet.
First time on a black microdot - dropped mid-afternoon on a late summers day. By this time I had been regularly tripping for a year (once every couple of weeks, or so) and thought that I could handle pretty much anything that my mind could throw at me... Coming up, sat in a deckchair in the garden of my Gran’s flat on Royal York Crescent in Bristol, I began to see knights in armour, on horseback, charging across the sky... Even now, 14 years after it occurring there is too much to say, but thats for my mind, not to bore other people stupid with!
My nights on acid or ‘shrooms have been damn strange, nothing comes near! All thats needed is for you (the taker) to be happy and secure in yourself, not like a friend who had a bad trip and spent 8 hours thinking that Pinhead from Hellraiser was out to get him. Not nice!
Coke is over-rated, good speed is more fun and much cheaper. Pills make me talk shit for hours on end, then give me jaw-ache... Squalid solid makes me sleep and skunk makes me stupid!
Remember kids, drugs are fun but if you fuck up, you are solely to blame!
Fuck, I could answer this question so many times over it would be embarrassing / boring!
( , Fri 16 Dec 2005, 13:25, Reply)
What comes of doing drugs for half your life? A load of half-remembered stories...
To try and summarise the best bits...
First time stoned - under a railway bridge in Oxford, with a couple of friends who were also at OCFE. Nothing happened apart from wanting to eat everything in sight. Yeah right, nothing happened!
First time on acid - a couple of blotters dropped whilst baby sitting. I spent the night after the parents came home sitting on the garden fence, on a bright moonlit night in autumn, looking at the cartoon mother hens in the sky looking down on me. After a while (it could have been 10 minutes, could have been a couple of hours) I went back to my bedroom to listen to some music. Spaceman 3 was no good but the colours in front of my eyes from listening to Mudhoney was amazing! I got bored of that and ended up getting into the carpet.
First time on a black microdot - dropped mid-afternoon on a late summers day. By this time I had been regularly tripping for a year (once every couple of weeks, or so) and thought that I could handle pretty much anything that my mind could throw at me... Coming up, sat in a deckchair in the garden of my Gran’s flat on Royal York Crescent in Bristol, I began to see knights in armour, on horseback, charging across the sky... Even now, 14 years after it occurring there is too much to say, but thats for my mind, not to bore other people stupid with!
My nights on acid or ‘shrooms have been damn strange, nothing comes near! All thats needed is for you (the taker) to be happy and secure in yourself, not like a friend who had a bad trip and spent 8 hours thinking that Pinhead from Hellraiser was out to get him. Not nice!
Coke is over-rated, good speed is more fun and much cheaper. Pills make me talk shit for hours on end, then give me jaw-ache... Squalid solid makes me sleep and skunk makes me stupid!
Remember kids, drugs are fun but if you fuck up, you are solely to blame!
Fuck, I could answer this question so many times over it would be embarrassing / boring!
( , Fri 16 Dec 2005, 13:25, Reply)
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