Tasty speed
At the tail end of a particularly messy psytrance squat party, my mate had one of those lucky moments of finding a plastic wrap that some careless hippie had dropped, but was unable to identify the contents. Mindful of someone who had ended up in a room where the walls are as comfy as the bed thanks to reckless ingestion of unknown substances (note to all, don't leave wraps with several thousand pounds worth of crystal acid lying around at a house party), we passed it around the group with everyone staring at it intently and trying to show off their enormous drugs knowledge by working out what the fuck it was. Getting no-where, we proceeded to do a small line each but still couldn't suss it. Then a bit of post-nasal drip finally gave us a clue - 'It taste's like strawberry!' Biscuit crumbs. Fucksake.
(Mr Strangelove, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 12:51, 1 reply)

mmm
Gritty bogeys..
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 23:37, closed)