@The Psyentist 595342 wrote:
The rest of that is all a rather sad story but that last part is hilarious.
I know, it’s funny now but at the time it was one of the most horrible experiences of my life. Probably the biggest endurance test I’ve ever been through. When I think of Boomtown now I think of it as a horrible festival. Everyone there looked like crusty fucking gippos, but I was probably so twisted I only saw the dirty people. On the first night I had a good time, chilling with all these girls I met, them putting loads of glitter on me, I was pampered, then PROCESS who used to use this forum (he started the methylone thread) sold me and my other mate from this forum Acid, that’s when it all went wrong. LSD at 11pm at night isn’t the best idea in the dark on Ketamine.
@The Psyentist 595347 wrote:
That sounds so random
Innit, I think its one I made months ago and forgot about, either through being tired or through bacon and tea being more interesting, but either way, I’m not complaining, free wheed!
@Southcaver 130953 wrote:
i’m always stuffing little bags down my sock going in places in case of pocket searches then thinking i’ve lost them and finding them the next day:you_crazy
RIP BROTHER <3
Don’t think I’ve ever found any drugs that I can think of. Have recovered lost drugs over the years after picking up and dropping it, then retracing my steps. Closest to actually finding drugs I’ve come is finding drugs I’ve bought and forgotten about, usually weed under the influence of benzos.
Just found some more joint ends……..I didn’t think I was this sloppy at tidying up fuuuck
The stupidest loss I ever did was I was Chefing and between shifts (Chefing is the worst working hours ever, I could never continue doing that job without being mashed) I picked up a few bags of Smack and possibly drank or did Crack too. I was piping it in my toilet and I lost 1 bag of Heroin. It was right in front of me open on the sink, you couldn’t miss it but I was so fucked I couldn’t see it and I was so care free I just went whatever and walked off. Later that day or the next day was the day I first told my Mother I was doing Heroin when she showed me what she found on the side….. Bad times… Sorry Mum
Chefing, or even worse, being the sous chef is one of the most mentally and sometimes physically demanding jobs you can get. Personally, I wouldn’t be able to do it as I don’t react well to being shouted at nor do I rush things, I’d be liable to poison the head chef or try and stab him up.
@Gylfì Guðbjörnsson 595414 wrote:
Chefing, or even worse, being the sous chef is one of the most mentally and sometimes physically demanding jobs you can get. Personally, I wouldn’t be able to do it as I don’t react well to being shouted at nor do I rush things, I’d be liable to poison the head chef or try and stab him up.
I just took massive doses of Smack to block out my hatred for all the chefs shouting at me, that job is what really kicked off my addiction to opiates. I actually couldn’t cope with those absolute wankers shouting at me for nothing, at times when there was no need to shout, it’s like they be horrible on purpose cos they think they’re the shit in the place I worked. Fuck that job for a laugh.
Lost a 10 strip at Bonnaroo 09 and found it in my wallet in april of 2010
I lost 10 strippers once, bitches took ma money! I got ma bottom bitch back though, so s’all good.
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