» It's not me, it's the drugs talking

Oh my god that's so funny...
Cypress Hill - Insane In The BRAIN just came on the radio... I shit you not!

Sorry, I'll go now
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 14:10, More)

» It's not me, it's the drugs talking

Double Stamped Red HQ
Best QOTW ever and I've been lurking and skiving so long I've read every page of every one.

I've done the one I regret (below) so here's one of my best...

Must be nearly three years ago now when I had my best drug experience, which was the double-stamped red HQ.

I had never had, and have never had since, a FULL body rush. (MDA?)

When I finally decided I had to piss I had to lift both legs, one at a time with my arms, off the dancefloor to get to the men's room.

When I finally got there the room tilted 90 degrees and to get to the urinals I had to lean against the wall and crawl all the way around. It took fucken ages and I got more than a few strange looks!

An hour later I was back on the dance-floor and picked up a work colleague of my other best mate and took her back to my place.

Now, this drug was so good that it doesn't even matter that a) she was ginger and b) I didn't even manage to penetrate through the matted nest of ginger pubes to put her away.

Ahh, the good old days...

I actually hate drugs but they seem to have a bit of a thing for me!
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 13:45, More)

» It's not me, it's the drugs talking

Regrets? I've had a few...
My best friend is my favourite person in the whole world. I love her to death and always will but,unfortunately for me, more than what will ever be reciprocated.

I've come to terms with this now and I even really like her boyfriend but there was a moment last year that makes me cringe thinking about it.

We had spent *about a year or so doing a gram of lou and a few e's each, every weekend, and the "situation" turned to psychosis not long after she made one of her only female **friends.

I got it into my head that the best way to get over the overwhelming feelings I had was to find someone else to focus on, and who better than someone she already got along with, or so my brain told me.

For the next few hours my brain tried to tell this other chick that I wanted to be with her but my heart wouldn't play and kept making me pause after every second word.

It took a good few hours for me to get out the whole sentance, which was to the effect of, "you're... alright... wanna... go... wiv... me?...

All the time my best friend (you know who you are) kept asking me if i was ok and if i wanted to go and have a chat with her, trying to save me from more embarrassment...

Bless...

*more or less, my memory isn't the best!

** she was a slapper that turned into a bunny-boiling PSYCHO!!!

*** DRUGS ARE THE WORK OF THE DEVIL! ACCEPT JEBUS INTO YOUR HEART AND SEND ANY OF THOSE EVIL SUBSTANCES TO PO BOX 666, ORMOND, VICTORIA, AUSTRALIA AND JEBUS AND I WILL DISPOSE OF THEM FOR YOU!!!

**** I have a big fat cock
(Mon 19th Dec 2005, 13:26, More)