In the past I've mixed various beers and liquors with mushrooms to get a very nice slowed down trip/chill effect. A couple weeks ago, though, I was at a place with free unlimited liquor, any kind, and sherbert/gin/soda punch bowls. Well I got moderately drunk after about 5-7 drinks then got .7 or so of some good, potent cubes from this dude at the place. Well I threw back the cubes with a strong chug of some punch. Took a lil while, but after about 30 minutes the shrooms started to make a prescence. By that time I had to have had at least 12 strong, strong drinks. Well I had a dislike for the piss poor environment of this gatehring and half the people there looked liek they had one foot in the grave, the were just so fucking pathetic. The disliked were mostly people with very low intellects/crackheads/tweekers. The mushrooms helped me to express my dislike in very real shit talk that hit them close to home. This made them sad drunks. Ok well the shrooms helped me with the unlimited alcohol since I pretty much drank like a fish and became the bartender guy for a good 45 minutes or so. I drank a lot. A few shots of jack, few shots of cuervo, few shots of bacardi limon, few shots shit i have no way of remembering. The place sucked ass, it was a starving artist housing project kinda place with piss poor souls in search of their meaning of life that I was not interested in. There were a few cool people there and that kept me out fo my shit talk for a good time. I had fun bartending and pouring up generous drinks for people too. Well I wanted to leave and after bartending got old I went back to shit talking. I had to wait for this worthless, worthless, worthless alcoholic bitch to get there before my ride would take me away. So I waited and waited and made some new enemies and some new friends. Finally I left, and in doing so I threw out from my rides car a glass mug in the back seat. I wouldn't have thrown the mug, I was just holding it and looking at it, but one of my good friends sitting in the back with me said don't throw the cup. I said what? He said don't throw the mug. I said i dont give a fuck and chunked that bitch. Well this made my bud unhappy since he couldn't grasp that a fucking mug is a worthless piece of porcelain. That is about the time things get hazy and memory loss kicks in. I got to said friends house and don't remember anything after that. I was told that I threw an xbox controller across his living room and tryed to start a fight with his roommate by slapping a cup of water he was holding all over him for apparently no good reason. I probably threw the controller since it was a 3rd party wireless piece of shit that needed a firm fucking press on any button for it to work right and I didn't even like it sober. I haven't beat the shit out of anyone recently so I probably felt like it was about time and thats probably why I tried to start a fight his roommate. anyways, I woke up the next moring with my shirt off asleep on he futon and say fuck i was fucked up and gather my shit and leave, forgetting to close the dude's front doot behind me. I caught a lot of shit for the next few days because of my actions. Hopefully this will give you some insight into the drunk/tripping mindset. Sorry for the zero paragraph breaks.
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