Alright, this one tops the cake for me. Just horrible. I took three alex grey blotters with one of my friends back when I was probably about 16 years old. This is pretty long but it's the best I've got xD
In the beginning of the night, we were dropping off our friend who had sold us the acid. On our way back we stop at a circle K because my buddy had to take a shit. The acid had already kicked in, but we each only took two and were saving the other because they were very potent. While I am sitting in my car, I saw something out of the corner of my eye just blitz passed my car. For a second I thought maybe it was the acid. But then two clerks come running outside, they sat on the curb probably about 15 feet away from my car and I could hear them talking. One clerk had his hand in his face, and the other was talking to him, he said something like'what in the hell just happened?' and then the other one said something like 'I don't know, he ran that way' then they said something about how they called 911. So in fear of getting questioned I was frantic. My friend luckily got done and got in the car not knowing that anything even happened(I'm still confused on what exactly happened, but we're pretty sure that they got robbed because that's what would seem most logical.). As we left, we took the other hit because we figured why not let's just have an awesome(er) night. I took off and got about 100 feet away from this circle K and this cop started to follow us. He followed us for a pretty god damned long time because that gas station is pretty far from where I lived. There used to be this stop sign on this road that literally came out of nowhere. Every time. Of course if you were a normal person you would probably remember about it every time because it's common sense. But unfortunately I have a very bad memory and was on acid and wasn't thinking about the stop sign. Suddenly I saw it and slammed on my breaks. Oops... Me and my friend knew we were screwed. We were both frying laughing our asses off about how we were getting pulled over and what kind of trouble we were going to get into. I remember I kept trying to see how dilated my eyes were at that point, and I couldn't even see my eyes in the mirror because of all the lights. Hell when he got to the window I could hardly make out his face. I don't remember exact words, but the conversation went something like this. "Did you guys come from that circle K a few miles back?". "Yeah, my friend had to poop so we stopped there". "Oh. Okay. You guys don't have any small pipes or anything on you do you(which I did)? You don't smoke pot?" "No sir." "You guys aren't addicted to heroin or anything"(yes, he asked this? I really don't know why. But it made us chuckle. Then he let us go. Now imagine having that conversation on acid with a cop. It was horrible. And plus this whole time I had a hit of acid in my gums near my teeth where he couldn't have noticed.
but the trouble isn't over there..
Then we met up with my other two friends who were also frying. At this period, one of the friends who we met up with and I stole cough medicine and alcohol pretty much on the daily. It was so easy back then. After this time though, I cut out the theft thing. I remember it scared me too bad. But he wanted to steal some captain. So he did, and I decided 'hey, I'm on acid, let's drink robitussin!' lol...... Anyways, we go in there, probably around 3am at this point. Nobody in there but workers. My friend starts babbling about where the bathroom is, looking really suspicious. Hesitating his words.. You know. It was awkward. So he gets the bottle, I get my robo. Then as we are walking out there is a huge black guy and another huge farmer over-all white dude. They were really scary looking, we both knew what they were there for. But, they let him go saying 'have a nice day.' then they stopped me. I stepped back, the black guy says 'you gonna give me whatchu got?'. Now this was terrifying because his face looked like some crazy god damned kaleidoscope and he was bent over me.. God.. Damn. I remember I was so scared of him.
Then I pulled myself together. I remember I started laughing because they were because they knew they got me and successfully scared the living shit out of me. I wasn't having it. So I acted like I was walking with them, and then took the robo out of my pocket, almost handed it to him, then I made some weird high pitched noise while throwing the robo up into the air, and then just dashed right in between them. It was fucking glorious. I had flip flops on and almost ate the ground. But then they both came off and I kept running and didn't look back. My friends were all in the parking lot still laughing so fucking loudly screaming 'RUN RUNNN!!!!' Then I ran all the way to this hospital next to in, bear foot. They came and got me and we went to steak and shake.
I had just started working there, it was my second day. But since it was so late, nobody there cared that we were on drugs. I went back and promptly made myself a shake. An employee came back that I hadn't met yet and asked me what the fuck I was doing so I told him I worked there. He disagreed with me and took me out of the kitchen. My friend saved me though because he worked there too and told the guy that I did actually work there. Then everyone who was there kept asking me why I had no shoes on. I just told everyone it was a long story. Because it really is. But it is seered into my memory very vividly because it was definitely a strange day to begin with. Especially after eating that acid.
Lol
Bottles put into holes drilled in a wooden breadboard so it's stable, fast and easy.
