So I'm at a dope after hours sitting on couch with some models. I REALLY rwant to ask them for some coke they're doing in front of me. Instead I am updating the thread and just saying no.
Goddamn hippies. A friend of mine who's really into the doof scene once invited me to a "group meditation" at some chick's house. This involved 20 minutes of meditating in her living room, then sitting out on the back porch eating vegan food while they all chain-smoked cigarettes.
Say what you like about clubbers, but at least they don't pretend they're doing anything but getting wrecked on drugs while dancing to music so they can forget their shitty weekday jobs.
Editing out to your claim of fame to doing Coke off swedish models asses? What's wrong your therapist check your posting history? Momma going to be sad about the relapse?
They don't mention "turns you into 'that guy' who rambles on about how high he is on the internet' as a side effect :/ Bad form.
Nasty shit anyway, impossible to dose reliably and very fiendish. The whole night was pretty gross after the first 2ml tbh - pretty much alternated between passing out, chain smoking and rewatching Californication.
Wouldn't have grabbed it if it wasn't a freebie and probably wish I hadn't in hindsight, but such is life. Least it takes the pressure off trying to maintain a record for "sober time."