Guess I have to keep thread afloat with another crazy story from my archives.
Note: I dont like drugs and dont condone the use of drugs. If you party it does not bother me, but its not for me. This is a story of one of the reasons I dont do drugs.
One day at school (14 years old at the time) one of my friends brought these tiny purple pills in. He said if you took one it would make you laugh. Hey said they were $1 a piece, so I bought 5. I took 1 at around 9AM, and by 10AM I felt nothing so I took another. Hey, they were very small, so why not? At around 11AM I felt a little tingle, so I said F it, and ate the other 3. At 11:15 it hit me right in the middle of class. Colors were all of a sudden bright, and I could see rainbows glowing off light bulbs. My jaw was so clenched I thought I would break my teeth. I started laughing uncontrollably. I laughed so hard I fell off my chair and hit my head on the desk. When I hit the desk this plume of colors splashed in my vision. So I started hitting my head on the desk, laughing out loud. The teacher had no idea what was going on, and she tried to put her hand on my head to stop me. I smasher her hand into the desk and she started crying and ran out the room. I was tripping but still had my mind so I got up and left school. I had a dentist appointment at 12:30, which was right down the street from the school. I dont remember walking there, but I remember sitting in the dentists chair. A cute little dental assistant came in and started prepping my mouth. As she was doing this I could feel her pusswah pushing on my elbow. Well I got the notion she was coming on to me, so I reached over and gave her pusswah a little tug. She reeled back and slapped me right across face, sending all the dental tools and devices across the room. I saw stars and rainbows again, and started to laugh. The dentist comes in with this psycho look on his face, and I jetted once more and ran home. I cant remember but my mom was away for a few days, so I was home alone. I got home freaking out because I was getting higher by the minute. I must have taken 10 cold showers to calm down, but the cold water was making me trip more. I started downing some booze to try to come down. Hours go by and I finally pass out. I woke from the horrid nightmare in a cold sweat and saw a reaper standing at the foot of my bed. I cowered under the covers shaking for a long time. I woke once again and I was outside in my underwear. It was cold, a full moon, and I could see little people dancing in the shrubs. I ran back in the house. I needed someone to talk to tell what was going on, so I called the phone operator. This was before 911, and when you could actually get a person dialing 0. She talked to me for a little, and I hung up on her when she asked me if I needed an ambulance. She called back a few times, but I never answered. That was around 4AM. I kept swinging back and forth in la la land till about 7AM. I tried to got to school but it was not happening. Later I found out the drug was purple microdot mescaline. The first one should have done the trick, but somehow my body was fighting off the effects.
Never did I do something stupid like that again.