Ive never had problems remembering what happened due to drugs. Maybe because I primarily stuck to weed, shrooms and LSD and always hated booze.
Anywho... decided at work to buy 4 hits of double dip white blotter. Im about 19 years of age slinging pizzas. Our dishwasher is this grizzled Phish loving, Greatful dead worshipping burnt out hippy from the 60's. He's my man. So as we make the transaction by the dough machine he says he has nothing to put it in for me.
I said fuck it... Im off in 30 minutes anyway ill just dose them now (dumbass). He shrugs and in they go... as we walk back into the kitchen there is the owner... pissed off as usual. Seems one of the burn out asshats cant make it in. He looks eyes with me and says JadedVision I choose you!
Oh shit... he wants me to stay 2 hours longer until the sub can make in. I lock eyes with our dishwasher and he mouths... "oh no"... I try to make an excuse but to no avail.
Yes it was as crazy as you expect. I peaked hardcore... but it not being my first trip I tried to made it 2 hours. The Dishwasher played Phish and danced around as we kept slinging frisbees.
Ive never had a bad trip but man that was close... I was free!!! I het home and collapse on the couch until I can get my bearings and go join the rest of the trippers at the get together down by the lake (walking distance). I turn on the VCR and hit play (fuck you millinals Im almost 40)... and its Yoda during his first encounter with Luke from the ESB.
Dude Yoda is the true Jesus... at least on Acid. But suddleny while Yoda is skeet skeeting the meaning of life all over my soul the girl Im "tagging" comes in wondering why Im not at the lake yet... I point at Yoda and say "Yoda." I distinctly remembering he sigh and say "close your eyes and open your mouth I have a suprise for you."
I did... and she chucked in 3 more hits of acid. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Anyway... that night was insane. I ran into a life size statue of an alien from the movie Aliens (my greatest fear), ran into a friends Mom who had premonitions of bad tidings, a good friend who had never tripped before earned the title of "Munch" and was never the same sense, I had an oral threesome with two hot tripping chicks, i had to use a pay phone inside a packed Hooters (told you Im old) and then had a paramedic blunding me with a flashligh. Why you ask?
Because we used the payphone at Hooters to have a friend pick us up because our current driver wisely decided he could not drive anymore... a car with a dude driving with 5 girls in car decided to show off... ran a stop sign at 80 mph and tea bonned our 92 convertible mustang with enough force to hit a tree 20 feet up and one yard over.
The impact threw us all out of the car. I emerged 40 feet away with a 6 inch gash on my head. The adrenaline ended my trip.
Anywho... end of story. But thats all I can recall.