Hash Cookies = Paranoia
A mate's brother had a reputation for cooking some wicked hash cookies, but had problems with quality control. One bickie may get you mildly stoned, but the next will push you completely over the edge.

Not knowing this at the time, after a mild reaction to the first, ate a second, then suffered an intense dose of paranoia. Had to leave the pub as the entire crowd was staring at me, and I was waiting for the bouncers to kick me out. The whole way home I was looking over my shoulder to see who was following me. Once home, had to check out every single room in the house, including under the bed, to see if there was anyone hiding, before I could lie down.

Never again with hash/dope (but still craving pingers!)
(Barry Dangerous, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 7:40, Reply)