Rave in the woods
It was not too long ago when went out into the woods for a big rave party, which, to someone who doesn't know, is basically a large concert wherein everyone takes drugs and dances around. So foggy was my mind that, when a friend of mine wandered off, I believed that he had been captured by the aliens that were singing reggae music underneathe the large glowing alien pyramid in the sky. I refused to leave the tent, convinced that the aliens planned to take advantage of our addled states and take us into the stars by confusing us with alien music. When one would try to sing along with the songs that were playing, the aliens would laugh at their poorly developed tongues, unable to form such complex words, and each person would become humiliated to the point where they could do nothing else but submit and climb into the spaceship. I wasn't going to let that happen to me: I somehow convinced some friends that I needed to get out of the woods, that every moment I spent cuddled up in a tent was bringing me one step closer to alien abduction. I needed two weeks of recovery to completely get over this.
(BrainSurgerysFun, Sun 18 Dec 2005, 17:01, Reply)