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-- this shit only happens to me, i swear..
this shit only happens to me, i swear..
hehehe yes, it's that time again. time for another crazy ass tale from me, bse.
so what happened to me this weekend. well, it started off simply enough; we went to Soundclash in Tdot. it was a great time, my friend weaseled his parent's van from them for the night so we could bring 7 of us. my friend marc brough a few vials of good old special k and was being rather generous on the way up with his bumps. i was pretty zoned out by the time we hit eglington and none of us knew how to find the venue. finally we did.
so yeah, the party's pretty hype, i did half a pill with my lady-friend and i thought that was going to be the pinnicle of my night. no.
marc comes up to me and asks me if i want some acid (did anyone else just hear an omenous bassline?) and my answer, of course is "yes."
i purchase 4 hits, 2 for me and 2 for my friend alex (yes, i did contemplate taking all 4) and i wait for the cruel grasp of LSD to take hold of my mind.
this stuff was wild.
i first noticed the marble pattern on the bartop was rippling about 30 minutes after i dropped. soon i was high. i can't really remember what it was like getting high.. i just was. the place was packed, probably 3500 people there, so there was potential for a bad trip definately, luckily, there wasn't one and i was tripping like a fool.
now, i did the acid at about 2:30. 4:00 rolls around and my friend tells me that we're leaving. WHat?? yeah, right. like i want to drive home on acid. but i was the only one on it that was coming, so i had no backup. we left for london.. supposedly.
my friend dan's advice was to take the QEW all the way home, then he went to sleep.. like everyone else. i started to wonder about our whereabouts when i saw signs for niagara falls and fort erie. but, being on acid, i didn't really question it, and just let my friend drive. well.. we ended up at the duty free station just outside of buffalo a while later. 
we make a u-turn into the 'return to canada' lane and have to go through customs. my friends are now shitting themselves, because there is a 2 oz bag of weed under the driver's seat and a digital scale in the glovebox. ouch. not to mention that the co-pilot (me) is trying not to lose his cool on his acid and is biting his tongue so he doesn't start laughing. arg.
anyway.. that was my saturday. 
hahahaha....
It really does seem to happen to only you bse.
What time did you get home in the end?
- A.
uck. like 9:30 i think. sketch to the extreme.
and what happened at costoms!!?!?
hahaha damn...hella nice day right
obviously he got thru...too bad.
I mean, way to go. 
Harleyyy...
sometimes I wonder what u are made of....
u lucky bastard... but yeah what happened at customs...?????
hehe
ramdummboy: I AM ON LOVE WITH UR SIG.... sweettttttttttt... u get 100 points for that 


xoxo Ur Dream Grl
Re: this shit only happens to me, i swear..
your stories are interesting...cant wait for next week's story
>JM<
If i was you Harley i'd stop going out on the weekends and stay home... heheh, buy a playstation or something, and drink a lot of herbal tea.

-ABT-
lol.....that's messed up!
Glad you finally made it home...
lol thanks for your concern, robby.
faye: sugar and spice, and everything nice; last time i checked. 
hehe at customs, there was this fat ugly woman -who clearly hated her job i should add- who questioned us pretty heavily, because she couldn't understand how a bunch of punks got so lost. i was laughing my ass off, trying not to look at her. 
return trip time: 5 hours. 
hilarious! hah
sounds like fun anyhow
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| like everyone else. i started to wonder about our whereabouts when i saw signs for niagara falls and fort erie |
was gonna do a cheesy ass "priceless credit card ad"...but opting not to and just say PRICELESS! 
lol 
glad you made it home...
Hey, {b.s.e} what's about your affair with that stripper?
Split up!
Or don't answer if something went wrong - we'll understand 
Re: this shit only happens to me, i swear..
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| Originally posted by {b.s.e.} hehehe yes, it's that time again. time for another crazy ass tale from me, bse. so what happened to me this weekend. well, it started off simply enough; we went to Soundclash in Tdot. it was a great time, my friend weaseled his parent's van from them for the night so we could bring 7 of us. my friend marc brough a few vials of good old special k and was being rather generous on the way up with his bumps. i was pretty zoned out by the time we hit eglington and none of us knew how to find the venue. finally we did. so yeah, the party's pretty hype, i did half a pill with my lady-friend and i thought that was going to be the pinnicle of my night. no. marc comes up to me and asks me if i want some acid (did anyone else just hear an omenous bassline?) and my answer, of course is "yes."i purchase 4 hits, 2 for me and 2 for my friend alex (yes, i did contemplate taking all 4) and i wait for the cruel grasp of LSD to take hold of my mind. this stuff was wild. i first noticed the marble pattern on the bartop was rippling about 30 minutes after i dropped. soon i was high. i can't really remember what it was like getting high.. i just was. the place was packed, probably 3500 people there, so there was potential for a bad trip definately, luckily, there wasn't one and i was tripping like a fool. now, i did the acid at about 2:30. 4:00 rolls around and my friend tells me that we're leaving. WHat?? yeah, right. like i want to drive home on acid. but i was the only one on it that was coming, so i had no backup. we left for london.. supposedly. my friend dan's advice was to take the QEW all the way home, then he went to sleep.. like everyone else. i started to wonder about our whereabouts when i saw signs for niagara falls and fort erie. but, being on acid, i didn't really question it, and just let my friend drive. well.. we ended up at the duty free station just outside of buffalo a while later. ![]() we make a u-turn into the 'return to canada' lane and have to go through customs. my friends are now shitting themselves, because there is a 2 oz bag of weed under the driver's seat and a digital scale in the glovebox. ouch. not to mention that the co-pilot (me) is trying not to lose his cool on his acid and is biting his tongue so he doesn't start laughing. arg. anyway.. that was my saturday. |
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| Originally posted by DJ Juno you should publish a monthly mag called "aw fuck, again?" hehe -juno |
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