One time, i got so drunk and stoned that I got lost. Usually the weed amplifies the alcohol for me.
I'm social while drunk, so i was like "HEY, let's go get some alcohol" to this random vet who was telling me that's been shot, nades blown up near his head, etc etc.
So we're on our way, I took a few double gulps of tequila and was on my way. On the way there I start to feel drunk and start stumbling as i walk..slowly forgetting where I came from, the guy tells me to wait outside while he gets it (Originally I was supposed to get the alcohol). I get anxious because im too relaxed and i am feeling drowsy as the hard cement starts to feel like a bed.
I am about 5 miles from home and i have no recollection about where i came from, which turns i took, which land marks lead towards the way home. I get angry because I can't remember where i came from, so I start to get an urge to break car windows, shortly i start kicking them in hopes one breaks. I remembered i had beer in my backpack and I start to get paranoid. I pull it out and throw it at a random window, i run about half a block. I start to walk as i feel breathless and dizzy, shortly after that, i hear tires screech and they pull up next to me, one gets out and the other scans me up and down with his eyes.
I panic mentally and he asks me "do you know who did THAT? was it bald guys?". I'm thinking to myself "yeah, they went that way!" and i point to the right. They speed off and i consider myself lucky, because i was drunk and i know for a fact i probably wouldnt have had time to take my backpack off and swing. After that, I wander about 1 more mile away from where i was supposed to be going. I enter a random Mexican restaraunt to get help getting home. I find my way back home about 4 hours later. It's 4am and i have to go to school at 8. I climb over my friend's gated community and throw my bike over with the drunken strength i have. My tire was rubbing on my frame, so i had to bike home, drunken and tired.
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