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where we ran out of Rizla and wanted to get high so much that we resorted to skinning up using receipts. Tasted foul and produced a bright blue flame. What's the lowest you've sunk to get wasted before?
Alt Q: What's your drug of choice? be it booze, weed whatever?
EXCITING DRUG THREAD ALERT
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:22, 199 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
my drug of choice is booze. And if I can't get hold of decent stuff then I don't drink, so not even really done anything desperate to get wasted.
Though when I was 6 or 7 I drank half a bottle of Baileys
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:23, Reply)
I drank a bottle of port thinking it was ribena. I say bottle I had a bit before being very sick. I was 5 apparently.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:29, Reply)
I was fine as it happened, drank the half bottle and went to sleep behind the sofa
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:35, Reply)
don't bother waiting for days for it to disolve, just put it in a liquidiser/food processor and whizz it up, it'll be done ready nearly immediatly.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:35, Reply)
will probably work wonders, and have less splintery bits
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:38, Reply)
if you increase the surface area enough they'll dissolve almost instantly.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
in a misguded attempt to imbue myself with wisdom.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:25, Reply)
but I reckon I cleared all of the bad spirits from the house.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:27, Reply)
When I was 17 I followed four pints of Guinness with a pint of Baileys. I do not recommend this.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:28, Reply)
Most of it emerged on the A4 on the way home - was getting a lift home in my mate's dad's van, they opened the doors and hung me out the back and I painted an extra stripe on the road for about three miles.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:36, Reply)
which was presented in those split shot glasses, half doodleys half apple sourz.
They were lovely unless you kept it in your mouth too long and it curdled
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:32, Reply)
It's 2 seperate shots of Baileys, but one has been topped up with lime cordial. Tell them you have to see who can swill it for longer, but give them the lime one. After about 5 seconds, it'll curdle in their mouth, and stick to their teeth, etc.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:49, Reply)
and I'm quite a dab hand at layering shots, for some reason the most popular of these was the Smurf Poo and the Alien Cumshot. The first one is blue Bols and Baileys, the second is Midori and Baileys.
They were vile but they looked pretty. I also managed to make a rainbow shot. I can't remember what with, but we did have every colour Bols imagineable. We still have a couple of really unusual liquers from that party, I think it might be time to throw another one.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:18, Reply)
Boy was it foul. Tastes how you'd expect engine degreasant to taste, and probably was developed with that in mind originally. Totally safe though, as it's ISO9001 accredited.
davescupboard.blogspot.com/2009/01/red-star-erguotou-chinese-firewater.html
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:31, Reply)
NOTHING takes the taste away - no water, not beer, not spirits, not cigarettes, not vomit. Sad times.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:38, Reply)
The barmaid told someone who ordered it it tasted of strawberries. I actually stood and waited and watched as they drank it.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:41, Reply)
But it's not the sheer concnetrated awful of this stuff.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:44, Reply)
I've got a bit left if you want to try it?
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
Because you can keep that to yourself, ta. Once was enough.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
It's just a bit of an...acquired taste.
Chuh Yeh Ching is probably easier to drink. (That's the honey-based one, if I remember correctly)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:01, Reply)
Bloody hell. I had to have that stuff on Pub Golf. Chased it with a double vodka lemonade and in 20 mins I couldn't see.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:09, Reply)
And they had NO BITTER. It was a friend's birthday so I didn't want to kick up a fuss...but in shame and desperation, I had to drink lager.
*shudders*
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:32, Reply)
I also have a thing against people buying me drinks, so it's ususally by my own hand too.
Last time I got wasted I threw up 3 times into 3 different receptacles. My drug of choice is booze, mostly.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:32, Reply)
well it did to me anyway.
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(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:35, Reply)
dark rum and no mixer as we'd run out of orange juice. We started squeezing clementines in
Oh, and then there was the time we actually drank home made mead. And home made orange wine. And the various 'grogs' we made some of which had lumps, health warnings or needed the crust skimmed off
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:36, Reply)
16 years old, a litre bottle of Gordon's gin, and no mixers bar one German beer, and a bottle of ribena
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:38, Reply)
youth could not excuse it. I ended up drinking a pint of straight gin with no mixers
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:42, Reply)
but some 17 year olds who were trying to look hard actually drank the hilariously bad homemade parsnip wine! Young people and booxe=entertainment
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:51, Reply)
when I actually think about it GCSE and A-level students are rank.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:36, Reply)
he was sitting in the pub with us before he suddenly stood up and yelled
YOU ALL LOOK LIKE JAUNDISTIC COWS STOP MOOING AT ME
And ran out the pub.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:36, Reply)
went to the pub on LSD. He found a tenner on the floor: brilliant, he thought. Then he found another - and another. With great joy he offered to buy all and sundry a pint to celebrate his good fortune.
Unfortunately for him, they didn't accept payment in crisp packets.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:50, Reply)
Not the brightest idea I'd ever had. Then again, a few work colleagues and I decided we wanted to try Jaegermeister, as none of us had ever had it before. It'd been in someone's cupboard, so was warm. We mixed it with ginger beer, peach schnapps, and Hock. Ugh ugh ugh.
Alt Q: Booze is my main one, but I'm partial to a little columbian marching powder and/or weed.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:39, Reply)
We were the most Common drunkards in Alderley Edge that night!
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:45, Reply)
Also, did you know that Lambrini isn't 'wine'?
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:50, Reply)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
Then again, they also stock Rosé in the wine section, and that's not real wine either.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:56, Reply)
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(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:46, Reply)
Ended up walking round the halls telling everyone it was The Magic Hour! as the clocks had gone back.
Things I remember from the following 10 hours:
*Having a tea party and eating cakes in the hallway with a chinese girl, insisting she teach me chinese.
*Demanding a Mexican guy cook me fajitas.
*Being amazed as the floor rose up at great speed and hit me in the face.
Things I don't remember
*Telling a guy I'd never met before I loved him, and I didn't love the friend I was with because he was "kinda really ugly"
*Falling down three flights of stairs, including bouncing off a glass door and into a fire extingusher.
*Having to be dragged back into my room where I threw up on the floor and Mexican man had to clean it up.
*Running around the yard half an hour later "chasing rabbits" and being escorted back to my room by the Hall Resident
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
reminds me of A-level results night. A bottle and a bit of straight vodka and several White Russians contributed to the most awkward morning after ever
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:50, Reply)
Remember them TGB? Woolacombe, that's what we're drinking.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:53, Reply)
They then opened it and made my uncle do them all white russians but with vanilla ice cream instead of cream, they drank almost the entire bottle and had to buy djtp some more.
They have been drinking them since they got home and are almost out of kahlua again.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:07, Reply)
Theres a video of me doing this. Downing a bottle of vodka in two gulps. Then collapsing and spewing vodka with black bits like a fountain.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
or with red bull
don't have it cold, it ruins it
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:49, Reply)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
Oh Monty, the scrapings from under your fingernails would probably take you beyond the "personal consumption" quantity.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:01, Reply)
... and then added that to a flatbread with a lamb done in indian spices.
I think in a lot of ways, I got high when I ate that, I enjoyed every single bite, and that is the best sort of high. That, and massive amounts of opiets.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:45, Reply)
And ketamine is my weapon of choice these days, sorting some out for Blackpool away on Saturday and am very excited.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:47, Reply)
And as I'm at work, I'm also not in a huge hurry to find out...
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:00, Reply)
Your feet turn to Lego bricks and you lose all your spacial awareness. Last time I took it I was on a Viking ship but I was a basketball and was being passed around by the vikings. Then I had a two hour conversation with my housemate, then it turned out my housemate wasn't there. I still don't know who I was talking to. To complete a fun afternoon it then took me two hours to walk the hundred yards home because I insisted on doing it like a robot very slowly whilst singing the ITV World Cup song, the one that goes 'sing sing Africa'. Great days.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:00, Reply)
Then was convinced I was inside a giant metal snake.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:11, Reply)
I got stuck on the stairs thinking they were a mountain shouting 'MAN THE TENTS IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE!'. There is no reason why anyone should take ket and that's why it's class. God knows what it'll be like watching football on it Saturday.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:16, Reply)
then they banned it and I can't get it anymore.
Look at me I like drugs etc.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
BRIAN BLESSED
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:49, Reply)
Last year for cooking purposes, I bought the second cheapest brandy in Tesco (I couldn't bring myself to buy the blue & white striped own brand).
To my shame I drank half the bottle one night. My mixer of choice was tap water. It tasted like ditch-water mixed with disinfectant, didn't get me drunk and gave me the mother of all hangovers.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
Just thinking about it has brought the taste back to my pallet, I may need to sniff some tip-ex to get rid of it.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:52, Reply)
Value coke, value dark run with a value bourbon for "taste",
The value coke was the worst thing ever
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:50, Reply)
an excellent book that teaches children how to poison elderly family members.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
A friend of mine and I used to have a tradition of, upon booking into a B&B (twin rooms, no gay hanky-panky) when going to Manchester clubbing, we'd grab all of those little milk cartons you get. Then, shout "FREE MILK!", open them up, drink half of each carton, top up with gin, and then down the lot.
Fucking stupid.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:51, Reply)
I don't care what that says about me, Monty
Also; a chap has just walked through my office in abso-fucking-lutely perfect synchronicity with the opening beats of "Requiem" by Project Pitchfork, just as it came onto my iPod. This made me very happy.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:54, Reply)
I've done E once and all I can remember from the experience was throwing a free mug someone gave me leaving the club from the top of an NCP car park and it smashing on the roof of a taxi. I have never touched the stuff since.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:56, Reply)
and spent the evening hugging my (very scared) little brother who was visiting, and telling him I was great
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 11:57, Reply)
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME, MAN
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:06, Reply)
The most significant difference between mints and E is not the content so much as the taste. E tastes unbelievably fucking vile
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:22, Reply)
I don't want to be any more altered than that.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:05, Reply)
the band who sung the theme tune to Crocadile Dundee
"Hey there you with the sad face, come up to my place, and live it up"
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:08, Reply)
I realised it sounds kinda...rapey
"I can't belive that you're alone in here, let me warm your hands against the cold"
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:13, Reply)
Why the fuck would anyone want to do that kind of shit? It's fucking scary the thought of what a lot of these people are saying, with trips and that.
The worst thing I find are those dickheads who act like they know everything about life and are really insightful, when all they do is sit around all day smoking weed or doing drugs on their sofa.
Dullards banging on about drugs is as dull as dullards banging on about dreams; I'm sure it was all very interesting to you, but to everyone else, nobody gives a shit.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:21, Reply)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:28, Reply)
Stop preaching and spouting off bollocks. No one's forced anyone to do anything, if you don't want to do something then don't but don't harp on about how bad something is when you've never experienced it. You're very tedious.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:45, Reply)
Who constantly tells the internet all about his dull, dreary life
Pot and kettle much?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:58, Reply)
at about 2pm following an all-night-into-next-day binge. I have done this several times.
At least some of it was actually Cat-San, I am certain.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:09, Reply)
and that's nothing like yadda-yadda-yadda-etc
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:12, Reply)
Let's have some of those horrific LSD-related stories you mentioned yesterday, please
/popcorn
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:13, Reply)
TRUFAX
He was always a bit odd anyway.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:17, Reply)
one of whom was a talented mathematician, go completely nuts and never come back. An old school pal told me he was 'experimenting on his own brain' - he didn't last long either.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:25, Reply)
then he went and fried his brain
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:36, Reply)
whether they would have 'gone' at some point anyway. The three worst basket-cases I've known were all a bit odd to begin with.
I was moved up one academic year myself - maybe I'm about to FLIP OUT.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:40, Reply)
I think personalising it with "property of A. Cussen" on the anus was a bit much, though
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:23, Reply)
that caused me to have some kind of seizure style episode and now I occasionally stammer, forget words and suffer from the odd dizzy spell.
I have decided that drugs don't agree with me and haven't touched anything since. Aside from booze. I do like a beer.
/humourous response
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:18, Reply)
Not the sort of thing you should ignore.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:21, Reply)
I was at the hospital afterwards and went for scans soon afterwards. They haven't found anything specifically wrong with me and it was nearly ten years ago and I haven't died yet. Hasn't got worse either.
I took it as a warning, anyway.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:22, Reply)
sounds like a epileptic fit brought about by a reaction to the drugs.
Best stay away.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:23, Reply)
I had a couple of epileptic episodes when I was a kid. Took medication and they went away. Probably just flicked the switch again with a touch of synapse frying as a side order.
Don't particularly fancy waking any sleeping dragons.
/19th century opium gag
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:26, Reply)
My pal Alex had a sheet of 100 (or thereabouts) 'Moon-phases' - basically LSD blotters showing the different phases of the moon from tiny crescent to full moon and back the other side.
We started with two each, but kind of lost track of time when they started to kick in, so after about two hours I had eaten eight of them.
Then this manky old traveller chap came over to our fire, babbling complete gibberish, foaming slightly at the mouth and eventually rolling into the fire, shouting. We pulled him out and managed to calm him down, but in doing so we managed to ascertain that he'd taken the same acid that we had. Worriedly we enquired as to his dose, which turned out to be.....a half.
For a time we were terrified, but luckily all was well - the chap was just a colossal lightweight, despite looking like a medieval brigand.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:21, Reply)
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:32, Reply)
speak in a made-up language or roll in any fires, though.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:36, Reply)
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that fill Britain's pubs every night, believe me.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:41, Reply)
are more rational than people who pull mingers or think kebabs are a good idea?
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:44, Reply)
Not other people. It's not something I am proud of and it's somewhat expensive, but I have a herculean capacity for substances that means I have never and will never do that kind of stupid shit - and without doubt I'll never desecrate a war memorial or beat my spouse into a bloody pulp, either.
EDIT I think most people should not go near drugs - particularly alcohol. No offence to Lampito but if a substance made me physically violent or sick I'd never touch it again.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:47, Reply)
I've witnessed worse violence/delusion/general insanity from people on drugs than from people drunk.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:51, Reply)
and the other isn't.
I've got more reason than most to be leery of drug use, but I'm mostly of a live and let live mentality. Still wouldn't like it if one of my kids or my missus started using, but that's probably social conditioning speaking.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:54, Reply)
I just talking about my life, people I know or have known. This isn't a tit-for-tat argument. But the fella who throttled his mother, the man who repeatedly stamped on his wife's head, the lad who jumped off his mother's roof, the girl who put her hand through a glass door and tried to rub her wrist on the jagged glass, the lad who punched his mum in the face then tried to cut his own teeth out with a razor blade, the girl who became convinced I was possessed by the devil and who baptised her friend by throwing a basin of water over her, leading to another sectioning - they were all well on teh druhgz and not the ale.
I do also know a man who used to get drunk on whisky and slap his wife in the face and call her terrible names, a man who steals to afford more lager, and several women who will have sex with anyone when drunk. But from my point of view I happen to have seen worse from drugs than booze.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:59, Reply)
It happens to be the other way round in my life.
*gentlemanly handshake*
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 13:19, Reply)
plus interaction with other substances.
Sadly the "other substance" is something I need to live vaguely normally, hence I only really drink to excess once a fortnight. I also do not throw up every time I drink.
I've made an executive decision never to do several things again, but booze isn't one. Though I can see myself quitting drinking for a while.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:58, Reply)
1991 Manchester garden flat
Dolby 5.1 surround system
2001
Yellow Submarine
Kraftwerk's Autobahn
Eating flowers on the Esso Garage
Police van, then cell
Egodeath and rebirth
8 years of flashbacks
Job done
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:21, Reply)
I would recommend it to anyone.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 13:29, Reply)
Unless the medal says 'Village Idiot'.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:31, Reply)
but I know the fellow well enough to know that he's a tough customer and the manner in which he's posted this story shows he's able to see the funny side now, hence my lighthearted reply.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:34, Reply)
I wasn't even really aware that I was being arrested, I was literally too far gone to be scared or worried. When i did eventually 'sober up', i was standing, blinking in a Stockport police cell with one sock on. I had tried to eat the other one at the charge desk, much to amusement of the assembled policemen.
I banged on the cell door and when the police lady came, i had to ask her what day it was, what month it was and, inevitably, what year it was. I had NO idea where or when the fuck I had ended up.
Some tough lessons in greed were learned that evening.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 13:35, Reply)
I should point out I've got two entries on both the /talk and /offtopic popular pages.
YEAH! Wooo! Well done me!
(, Wed 25 Aug 2010, 12:31, Reply)
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