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| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ontheroadagain a répondu le Wed 22 Jan, 2003 @ 9:06pm |
 Coolness: 54455 | just quick summaries of "i remember when" stories...i won't tell ya the good ones here, some stuff is too personal...but feel free to leave really personal stuff if you want ;)
i remember when my buddy B and i were on acid, hangin out with 2 chicks(M & J), decided to go to M's place. After pulling myself up the hill by my beard, laughing all the way(i remember something about ducks?), i took a shower. She had no lights in her pad....no shower curtain either....so i used a stolen construction beacon (2 lights, one orange one purple...or what looked purple at the time) to light up the bathroom a bit. It was like a strobe light....flash....flashh...but purple. i recommend showering on acid with a purple strobe light...only if you have good balance though... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Screwhead a répondu le Wed 22 Jan, 2003 @ 9:13pm |
 Coolness: 685710 | I remember that time I went to a restauraunt with Paul. Someone even made a comic about it. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» blop a répondu le Wed 22 Jan, 2003 @ 11:16pm |
 Coolness: 200650 | it was st johnny bapteeste day. sarah and i got really bored so we called up hippy mike and his cousin loomer, and popped some shrooms at a park in pierrefonds. taking the short way home, we cut through some fam's backyard whilst they ate lunch on the patio, then we proceeded to hop their fence. they said nothing, even after we laughed at them.
rad. anyway, the shrooms finally kicked in at mike's house and we tripped out on his bathroom tiles. i don't remember much after that... just that mike and loomer decided to go to quebec city to watch the fireworks. loomer couldn't pack, he was too confused, so he didn't. sarah and i walked them to the 205 bus stop and waved goodbye. i think we got some sloche and found some half built houses and hung out there for the rest of the day. then we went to visit lindsay at l'equipeur and gave her two hundred dollars. fin. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» somekid a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 12:56am |
 Coolness: 85125 | So Liosha and I went to the mountain(‘cause we were15 and didn’t know any better) and got some weed went to my place and smoked it and drank a few beers. Then we went and snuck in to a film at fantasia(we had a friend on the inside) fucking strangest movie ever Liosha got too freaked out and went outside I kept watching cause I was really fucked and didn’t want to move. The characters on the screen were having hardcore sex and then turning in too monsters having hard core sex. I then went down a flight of stairs a though up a few times and finally got the energy to go outside once I got outside I remembered my friend who I found sitting in a puddle across the street. We walked to two blocks to my house and were completely socked but we didn’t care we were just happy we made it. We pasted out at my place and I still think to this day that that shit was laced. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ontheroadagain a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 1:59am |
| Coolness: 54455 | hehehehe cool....i have a feeling a lot of these will be drug stories :)
...drug and sex stories are the absolute best! ...and i have some shrooms here with me now that are calling to me...hmmmmmmm |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» daFTWin a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:06am |
 Coolness: 276555 | hummmmm *thinks of a story*
I can make one up. Ok so like my life consists of boys and sex. I go to school but only cause theres so much eye candy there. I have lots of sex cause makes me feel like I can get what I want. And I can. ;) SO this one guy like at my school came up to me and said he would pay me for nakid pictures of me. -one problem- How do I take pictures of myself and make sure it looks good and comes out right??? Ok so I got my friend c to take them. the end. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Unknown User a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:17am |
 Coolness: 1580 | that story sucked.
you're obviously not high on jib. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ontheroadagain a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:19am |
| Coolness: 54455 | can someone tell me a story about how "jib" became a drug term? |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» daFTWin a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:24am |
| Coolness: 276555 | jib is the term for the drug that contains crystal meth along with a whole lot'a outher stuff.. Ice and crystal meth are its purest cleanest forms. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Unknown User a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:28am |
| Coolness: 1580 | jib = crank
the irony is that jib squirells dont like jib! |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ontheroadagain a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:29am |
| Coolness: 54455 | heh...cool....one of the few drugs i haven't tried..i have a very addictive personality and i heard it was reeeeaaally good so i won't touch it... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» flatlinedive a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 3:33am |
| Coolness: 64025 | i remember, very vaguely, the first time i did shrooms. it was a party out in the middle of nowhere, there was a huge bonfire, one crazy girl and the certainty that flames were not a harmful element.
it's a good thing that my friends were not quite so convinced...... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ontheroadagain a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 4:01am |
| Coolness: 54455 | hehehehehehehehehe....yup...fire and drugs don't mix.....glad you have smarp friends |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» somekid a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 1:56pm |
| Coolness: 85125 | I want smarp friends!
I can't spell but I thought that was cute. |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:35pm |
 Coolness: 87185 | One night we were chilling at the mountain.
I was reeeally high on pcp. I had to go pee, so i went to the nearest place; Mcdonald's. when i got out of the bathroom, there was a girl yelling at the worker, who was putting money inside a paperbag. I was so high, I wasnt sure if this was my imagination, so i just walked out. I got back to the mountain, and told my friends "I think i saw a holdup! but im too high, so i might just be going crazy". My friends beleived the part about me being crazy. Thats untill 6 cop cars came, and took me aside. There were 12 fucking cops all around me. One of them checked my arms to see if i was a junkie (i was reaally fucked up and lost). Another was looking threw my stuff. And then, one of them said "your under arrest.." I freaked out. I described the girl, they verified, and let me go. That was a really scary experience because i was so damn high. Stupid drugs. To make the night even scarier: We could see huge flames coming from far away somewhere... We followed them. We got there, and it was somekindof huge appartment building fire. there were all these families watching their home burn down with tears in their eyes. And most women there had a babie in their arms... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 2:43pm |
| Coolness: 87185 | One night we were chilling at the mountain.
I was reeeally high on pcp. I had to go pee, so i went to the nearest place; Mcdonald's. when i got out of the bathroom, there was a girl yelling at the worker, who was putting money inside a paperbag. I was so high, I wasnt sure if this was my imagination, so i just walked out. I got back to the mountain, and told my friends "I think i saw a holdup! but im too high, so i might just be going crazy". My friends beleived the part about me being crazy. Thats untill 6 cop cars came, and took me aside. There were 12 fucking cops all around me. One of them checked my arms to see if i was a junkie (i was reaally fucked up and lost). Another was looking threw my stuff. And then, one of them said "your under arrest.." I freaked out. I described the girl, they verified, and let me go. That was a really scary experience because i was so damn high. Stupid drugs. To make the night even scarier: We could see huge flames coming from far away somewhere... We followed them. We got there, and it was somekindof huge appartment building fire. there were all these families watching their home burn down with tears in their eyes. And most women there had a babie in their arms... |
| Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» cloak a répondu le Thu 23 Jan, 2003 @ 3:02pm |
 Coolness: 57545 | last summer i was bumming in quebec city, meeting strange people and drinking beer.
then one time some guy came up to us street kids in his white van, yelling: "who wants to go camping, do high-sea kayak and see the whales for three days, tomorrow ? all food payed... anyway, just meet me at 8am at square d'youville." i was hanging out with myriam, whom i had met in parties in montreal, robin (from gatineau), sean (a crusty punk from kingston ontario), joey (another punk with a delightful accentfrom moncton, new-brunswick) and i had just met tony pop (from banff). so that's how we all ended up being present at 8am, the following day. we packed our stuff, got in the van and as soon as the went we all were handed out contracts, that said: "you must not do drugs or drink alcohol for three days... blablabla" since we were paranoids, we signed under fakes names. i forgot to mention there were strangers coming with us, most of them 40 or 50 and over. and most of them alcoholics or mentally disturbed the van guy had probably picked up at the salvation army. after stopping on the way to pick strawberries, we got at tadoussac by dinner time. we camped at a youth hostel where incredibly nice people were staying at. the morning after, we drove for an hour, then parked the van, got off. we were given kayaks, and started going. we did 18 kilometers on the saguenay, then got at this totally cut-off society desert island. it was gorgeous... we broke the contract by doing pcp, getting drunk on rum and smoking thousands of joints that night. yelling, we were far from being subtle. anyway, that was one of the best random experiences that ever happened to me. it helped me being confident and letting my destiny happen, hitching through the wide country a month later. so many great people exist, and i was glad to finally realize it. |
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