I know a chap
who did his fair share of acid.

Over the course of a year he went from being perfectly normal to not being able to function properly from one day to the next.

A mutual friend once told me that he and a few others went out to a drum and bass all-nighter. A good time was had by all, except for acid man, who kinda stood there a bit and hardly moved, without speaking. My mate turned to him after about an hour or two, a bit pissed off about having to deal with the misery, and said 'what's the matter, aren't you enjoying yourself?' Acid man replied with the only thing that he said that night:

"I just saw the devil, and he told me I was going to die."

He hadn't even taken anything. I'm glad I wasn't that close a friend of his, cause I couldn't be putting up with that everytime I wanted to go out.
(ConanTroutman thought we would free the vulture, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 19:37, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

I shall
be giving it a wide fucking berth then!

I've never said no to anything before but that might be pushing it for me. I'll stick to the cocktail of things that make me want to dance for hours on end instead I think.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 19:45, Reply)

This is just one of the tales I could have posted concerning this guy.
And I fully concur with what you're saying.
(ConanTroutman thought we would free the vulture, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 19:58, Reply)

^this.

( girlinthehole, Sat 16 Jan 2010, 20:25, Reply)