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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The last time I smoked weed
I was never much of a heavy smoker, but after the last time I quit. I went to a party after work and had a few beers topped off with about three times as much hash as I would normally smoke.
I stumbled off home, stripped off and jumped into bed.
And went sleepwalking.
Well I think I went sleep walking because I woke up at what I assume was about 8.30 am standing outside my *closed* appartment door wearing only boxer shorts and socks, still stoned as a fucker.
No phone ... no keys ... no pants.
I had to walk to a friends house at the other side of town at 8.45 on a monday morning. Half the town was either going to school or work, and they were greeted with the sight of a mostly naked 6'4" tattooed gentleman strolling through the center of town completley out of his tree.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 10:40, Reply)
I was never much of a heavy smoker, but after the last time I quit. I went to a party after work and had a few beers topped off with about three times as much hash as I would normally smoke.
I stumbled off home, stripped off and jumped into bed.
And went sleepwalking.
Well I think I went sleep walking because I woke up at what I assume was about 8.30 am standing outside my *closed* appartment door wearing only boxer shorts and socks, still stoned as a fucker.
No phone ... no keys ... no pants.
I had to walk to a friends house at the other side of town at 8.45 on a monday morning. Half the town was either going to school or work, and they were greeted with the sight of a mostly naked 6'4" tattooed gentleman strolling through the center of town completley out of his tree.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 10:40, Reply)
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