It's not me, it's the drugs talkingThey make you do stupid stuff and say stupid stuff. Drugs ROCK! Old-time B3ta person Fraser says, "I remember turning to a flatmate once, after getting stoned and sitting through an episode of Casualty, and proclaiming "Wow! Those actors are *so* talented!". And really meaning it."
What do you regret doing under the influence?
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chthonic, Thu 15 Dec 2005, 11:19)
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Rez Crewi am 13, dolled up to the nines, and in my friend Ians Blue Escort (I should say at this point Ian's dad is a high ranking copper and he has brought his old mans police jacket to wear at the rave - our ian is a lovely chap but a bit thick). Also in the car is my boyfriend, Flump and Dinsey. We are on our way to the Rez, smoking joints and downing cider to get us started.
Going down the motorway, we overtake a bus load of Rezzers and wave and tooting of horns commences, then, suddenly the bonnet of the escort flips up and sticks to the windscreen. FUCK! Flump is the best driver so as calmly as he can he instructs ian to put his hazards on while slowing down and pull into the hard shoulder.
We manage it. We are all recovering at the road side with loads of cars going past jeering cos we've broke down and Ian says... "Oh, I can't have shut the bunnet right. I put my bag of pills under there before i left."
"Wha?"
The car was fucked. Ian was going nuts kicking it and then started jumping up and down on it and by jees, you know - he fixed it! His bunnet was a fucking right off and the windscreen was cracked but at least we made it to the Rez!
It was the last Rez I went to. 12 hours of Rotterdam head fuck.
Ach well, at least we weren't all killed.
(, Wed 21 Dec 2005, 13:35, Reply)
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