08-28-2008, 07:58 PM
I was just reminded of something that happened when I was still in my dope-taking stage. This was about 15 years ago when paper acid was readily available and I took enough of this stuff to kill an elephant. There was a group of us that would gather at my house (the ultimate tripping house) and get fucked up and play quarter bounce and "whizz cap". Don't ask about whizz cap, it was a really stupid game and has nothing to do with pissing.
Anyway, we got about 20 hits of acid, and were anticipating one of the group busting his cherry on acid. His name is Eddie. We locked up all the car keys and dropped. About 2 hours into it, Eddie decided he wanted to clean. (There are some folks who get even weirder on acid than they are sober.) So Eddie is cleaning like a fuckingcrazy person, and during his spree he tossed a blanket into a corner, to be folded later.
Along one wall, there was a large picture that my Dad had taken of a storm front. It was a great shot and he had it blown up and framed. Apparently, at some point while one of us girls was getting ready to go out, a tiny drop of liquid foundation had been flicked onto the glass of the picture. As the girls know, liquid foundation does not dry hard, like paint does. But the drop on the glass looked like a paint drop. When Eddie grabbed the picture to clean it, he saw the drop, assumed it was a drop of paint, and tried to "pop" it off with his fingernail, as a drop of paint would be removed.
Since it wasn't dry, and he used his finger, he smeared flesh-colored stuff across the glass. He utterly fucking FLIPPED OUT. He started shreeching that his finger was melting, holy shit his skin is falling off, he's MELTING, HE'S MELTING!!!
We calmed him down and got through to him that it was makeup, not his finger melting.
In his frustration, he went to the corner to kick the blanket, pulled his foot back and with all his might, whaled his foot into the blanket.
What he had forgotten was there was a TV in the corner and the blanket had landed on it and covered it up. He broke 3 toes.
So that was Eddie's introduction to acid. It was a fucking RIOT!!!! ::lmao::
Anyway, we got about 20 hits of acid, and were anticipating one of the group busting his cherry on acid. His name is Eddie. We locked up all the car keys and dropped. About 2 hours into it, Eddie decided he wanted to clean. (There are some folks who get even weirder on acid than they are sober.) So Eddie is cleaning like a fuckingcrazy person, and during his spree he tossed a blanket into a corner, to be folded later.
Along one wall, there was a large picture that my Dad had taken of a storm front. It was a great shot and he had it blown up and framed. Apparently, at some point while one of us girls was getting ready to go out, a tiny drop of liquid foundation had been flicked onto the glass of the picture. As the girls know, liquid foundation does not dry hard, like paint does. But the drop on the glass looked like a paint drop. When Eddie grabbed the picture to clean it, he saw the drop, assumed it was a drop of paint, and tried to "pop" it off with his fingernail, as a drop of paint would be removed.
Since it wasn't dry, and he used his finger, he smeared flesh-colored stuff across the glass. He utterly fucking FLIPPED OUT. He started shreeching that his finger was melting, holy shit his skin is falling off, he's MELTING, HE'S MELTING!!!
We calmed him down and got through to him that it was makeup, not his finger melting.
In his frustration, he went to the corner to kick the blanket, pulled his foot back and with all his might, whaled his foot into the blanket.
What he had forgotten was there was a TV in the corner and the blanket had landed on it and covered it up. He broke 3 toes.
So that was Eddie's introduction to acid. It was a fucking RIOT!!!! ::lmao::