When I was a young teenager around 16 and the first couple months I started smoking herb, some sorta unfamiliar older kids, easily in their twenties, and my one same age as me druggy friend invited me to go deer-spotting and smoke a blunt with them. Little did I know they had not only used swag but put both some opium & angel dust in it, once shit started flashing all around me and I was like ... uum hey gaiz I'm scared? they all started busting out laughing how they got me with the love boat! I kinda enjoyed it once I calmed down my heart rate and realized I wasn't gonna die, and saw some nice bucks that night.. but basically it was a dumb and horrible thing they did to me in retrospect.
Also I have a dreaded PE story also: Several years ago I had an fresh ounce made into tea in the freezer that I originally planned to used for like four people camping or something. Well so one sat night I had just dosed up a couple grams of gulfcoast and had an amazing time, and the next morning I was txting my friend all about how great it was, well he decided to randomly stop by to continue the convo in person and blaze alittle...
Then he decides he want to try some and he wants to do it today! So in my shroomy afterglow of happiness still hovering around me I'm all for it but at the same time realizing I probably won't trip very hard, wait... Unless! We split this PE tea I have in the freezer. Only thinking that this would get me off and not be of anything too much... big mistake.
Now I also know that I can't tell my good bud that there is and ounce in here, thinking well I'll just drink more of it lol.. So I tell him theres 70 grams fresh of the same strain I did last night, because thats what he wanted to take.. So I also tell him "that I can't bear to sit in this house again tripping so we only drink it if you agree to go to this park like 20 mins away and be outdoors for this one".. he says "thats fine and he'll drive"..
Granted this is a long time friend and we've tripped together more than 30 times, but have even more experience other than that.. So we both split the tea, he refused to give me more so I was like, "ok you wanna take my tea, go ahead." After we chugged it he said "lets wait untill it kicks in and then roll" "No, no, no, " I said "We should go now."
So off we went and as soon as we were not a half mile up the road I got that OH SHIT! feeling, that I'm am going to be obliterated. Now I only just start to imagine what my buds in for, but have to keep positive act act cool. Well once we're about ten mins down the road we finally get off onto the backroads of just woods and by now all the tree's on ethier side of the road are bending down over top of us and has my friend ducking down his head almost beneath his steering wheel. We stay completely silent the entire rest of the way to the park, just exchanging glances like we're in for in now.. When we pull in to the park and shut off the truck, my friend turns to to me and says "dude, really how much did you put in this tea?" I said " I told you" but the evident look on my face provided him with the real fact of the matter.. He knew very well you don't feel like this off an eigth..
But we immeadiately get out and try to stay positive... We can hardly walk, our nauseous as could be, and our body highs are through the roof buzzing, but we get it to together and decide to get away so we can smoke, like now! It's the only thing that can save us now. So we walk around all the trails in pure amazement, thinking we know where we're going but sometimes realizing we've just walked in a huge circle. Talking to trees and starring for what seems like hours off of some hills, omg some of the views words cannot describe. I knew my friend was loosing it when he started rolling around in the dirt and stating that "this is what a dog feels like" as if he reached the ultimate epiphany and decided he was going to just be a dog for now on... So much craziness and madness ensued during all this time.. and somewhat later walking around and still lost we started seeing people more and more people on trails passing us and giving looks, or so it seemed, that my friend decided we've been here long enough and he wanted to leave, telling me "I'm good and not really tripping anymore." While I was perfectly content on staying until dark and knew I was still not done tripping at all. But he convinced me that like 4hours had passed(we had left our phones in car)so enough is enough. Well when we get back to his truck on the hill he admits to me that he is actually wrecked still but he'll be fine driving, so we get in his truck and he has blue interior and it just projected out blue onto everything and we just started rolling and then turn on the truck to only realize that not 4 hours had gone by, but one, one measly hour since we arrived.
This just sent him into a panic but at the same time he started putting it in reverse and backing out, meanwhile I'm like "dude lets just get out, go hang for a bit more " "Nope he's fine" he says. So I trust him only being I've known him for so long and we go on our way. As soon as we pull out on the main road though shit hits the fan! The visuals become overwhelming, the world and landscape seem to just fall down into distorted pixels like a tetris game and my buddy is telling himself " Ok this is not a video game Jason" All the houses are now castles and are blowing in the wind also, fuckin neon fields of gold, gemstones growing out of everything and kielidescoping outwardly, we just keep saying "wow" and "are you serious" I see what I assume was a goat or pony take on the look of a panther with wings slowing fluttering by like a huge butterfly. And then he starts with the " Yo I'm cool man, even if a cop pulled us over I'd be cool" Omg this send me into a panic now and has me now paranoid over the edge. I start seeing flashing lights in all the mirrors and keep thinking fuck ! I was so panicked that I even swallowed the half gram of bud I had on me. This was all only 3 mins down the road.. then we approach a four way stop sign with a car across the way and he won't go and neither will my friend, and I'm like "just go" and he's like "the guys turning left" and then another car approaches from the otehr side. i think we actually did end up sitting there for maybe two whole mins and waited for three differ cars to cross through..
The whole entire rest of the way home we were both in the heaviest psychedelic state we've ever been in, and driving! Finally we actually calmed down 1 mile from my house when an amazing radiohead song came on enjoyed the fuck outta that last mile just cruisin', we were expressing our ability of absolute freedom we felt, although very irresponsible, it was our privilege at that time. Once we got inside the trip took on a whole new level of madness and visuals, we both went upstairs and took roor hits to calm us down, but that just intensified everything even more than when we walked in the house. Then we go downstairs and my bud says he's gonna step out front for a cigarette, So I am sitting there with the Tv on and watching some NFL game where the bengals were playin and the whole room was orange with tiger stripes everywhere and I felt like I was sitting on a tropical island with palm trees blowing in the breeze and after sometime of that pleasantness my buddy just comes bursting in the door screaming "OMG I'm so sorry!" I'm like "what, what?"
He's like "dude one of the neighbors was following me and yelling at me about something telling me to get back here"
So I start freaking out locking the doors, but he starts defending himself that he did nothing wrong and he was just talking to this guy he knew, that lived in his neighborhood named Tom Persch, and they were just having a little Sunday afternoon chat.. Once I made him realize that he was not in his neighborhood, but mine, and that this guy was not this Tom Persch, then he started freaking out!!!.. So we basically waited for what we thought was gonna be the cops coming to get us for a long while while demons are manifesting themselves in the woodgrain doors all over the place... No one came... But never again will I treat PE so casually or think that because I got off one night that I need to up my dose by 10x the next
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