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this shit only happens to me, i swear..
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| {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. :p 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. :D 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. :stongue: 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. :rolleyes:
we make a u-turn into the 'return to canada' lane and have to go through customs. my friends are now ting 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. :cool: |
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| Widget |
hahahaha....
It really does seem to happen to only you bse.
What time did you get home in the end?
- A. |
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| {b.s.e.} |
| uck. like 9:30 i think. sketch to the extreme. |
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| randummboy |
| and what happened at costoms!!?!? |
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| Dj_ExOn |
| hahaha damn...hella nice day right:D |
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| j_spot |
obviously he got thru...too bad.
I mean, way to go. ;) |
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| Ur Dream Grl |
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 |
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| Juricimo |
your stories are interesting...cant wait for next week's story;)
>JM< |
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| ABTsportsline |
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.
:toothless
-ABT- |
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| Tranex02 |
lol.....that's messed up!:p
Glad you finally made it home... |
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| {b.s.e.} |
lol thanks for your concern, robby. ;)
faye: sugar and spice, and everything nice; last time i checked. :toothless
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. :p
return trip time: 5 hours. :rolleyes: |
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| miss_e |
hilarious! hah
sounds like fun anyhow |
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