damn i just threw up. just some munchies tho. does that mean i have to drink those 7 rums again?

aha.

If 7 more rums make you talk even more no-sense stuff....









Take some water.

Ej, has anyone ever tried Atropa belladonna? We call it the wolf cherry.

U put fist full of berries into a litre of schnaps and leave it for couple of months. I guarantee the best trip ever.

But take it easy with the berries as they are poisonous. }:-)

Ha , i think thats a Slovenian thing , i never heard of it for sure!

So are this specially mushroom berries or something ? Or do they get poison because of the proces of leaving them in alcohol !?





( Ps : beautiful country Slovenia! Ive been to Bled and the area around it , AMAZING! )

No, alco just extracts some of the poison (i think). U should only drink the alcohol, but not eat the berries.



Oh yeah, beware of the flashbacks. They like to come up when smokin pot for quite some time after tripin :D



U went to Bled? Those woods around Bled are full of mushrooms.

Well i'm not gonna try you're Atropa Belladonna ;)

But it sounds great though ;-)

Glad u liked it 8)

Jeanie Escribi�:

Well i'm not gonna try you're Atropa Belladonna ;)

But it sounds great though ;-)

yeah ..... well, it wasn't ment to be for dayli usage X-D

sounds too risky! i'm gonna rather buy that good ole sid day after!!! Yeah yeah yeah!! I HATE alcohoL!!

JacksRevenge Escribi�:

I HATE alcohoL!!

I'm gonna tell s2a, you should be banned of this board for having said that !

u gotta put u'rself in my place. i been drinkin this shit for months now. that's many months. more than 30. day after's the day i get my hands on lucy. i don't care if it's in goa. i got my music, n i want the real deal.

alochol sucks. it makes me type n write like a jerk. toylike people make me boylike.

I dig the alcohol buzz but I hate being in a state of pain the next day. I like that point I get to when things are swimmy but not too spinny.



I hate overstepping the bounds of self control and for me a lot can be said for maintenance and limits. It means a pain free next day so I can get a nice buzz on again that night (like I did all weekend). I'm too old to see how much I can slam until I get insulin shock... I'm done trying to keep up with all you young whipper snappers, I just want to make it through the night and be up and functional the next day... preferrably laughing at people with hang overs. ;)

I knew a guy who was hospitalized doing belladonna, like permanent committment to a mental hospital.



Some of the freaks I knew up in San Fracisco where into it. The made a tincture of the leaves, then built up a tolerance slowly, taking like a drop or two a day, then 3 then 4, because the shit will kill you straight off if you take a psychoactive dose. This one kid basicly never came down offa it.



check erowid, I believe they mention belladonna.

goinup Escribi�:

Ej, has anyone ever tried Atropa belladonna? We call it the wolf cherry.

U put fist full of berries into a litre of schnaps and leave it for couple of months. I guarantee the best trip ever.

But take it easy with the berries as they are poisonous. }:-)

I've heard of it, not too familiar though. No species of Belladonna grow anywhere within a couple thousand miles of here, so I don't know anyone who has even tried it besides yourself.



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As for alcohol, I have a very strong love-hate relationship with it. I enjoy it as a social lubricant. I greatly enjoy having a few drinks when I go out to loosen up, get in the mood, etc. I enjoy having a drink with dinner when I eat out.



I enjoy getting absolutely twatted from time to time, but I find that the frequency of those times is decreasing greatly. Maybe it's just because I'm less sociable over the summer, but I showed up for work still drunk on Saturday morning and really didn't enjoy it. The past school year I would say I showed up for work or school in a similar state at least weekly if not more often and it really didn't bother me.



Maybe I'm just getting old (can I join your club, Whirly and 'stash? X-D ). I need alternatives.



I definetly prefer getting pilled up, but am trying to refrain from doing that on a regular basis, more to appease my drug-hating girlfriend than anything else.



Weed is a lot of fun, but I prefer it when I'm on my own. It has too strong a sedative effect on me: I almost always tend towards sleep after the peak rush of being high passes



I'm starting to get more and more interested in hallucinogens after trying low doses of shrooms twice this summer. We'll see where that takes us.

Darkstarexodus Escribi�:

I definetly prefer getting pilled up, but am trying to refrain from doing that on a regular basis, more to appease my drug-hating girlfriend than anything else.

Just want to clarify so as to not give the wrong impression: I certainly don't feel compelled to eat pills. I just know how much fun I usually have on them, which is also largely connected to how much I enjoy the company of the people I club with.



Also, it's a lot cheaper than going on a serious drinking session, and generally more enjoyable with less after-effects.



Either way, after partying pretty hard between December and May, I've toned things down quite a bit over the summer.



The partying was a lot of fun and I was always careful to push my boundaries cautiously and slowly. I certainly don't feel as though I suffered from it, that's for sure. Just needed to make sure I didn't carry on accelerating.



Either way, I could do with some more regular partying, as I've led a rather dull life the past few weeks. We'll see what we can shake up for this weekend.

Somethingawfuls guide to Household Highs!



Markers



What?s the deal? Markers are an awesome way to express yourself as an artist, as well as a hip RHP kid who says ?no? to illegal drugs. Why waste your milk money on other buzzes when the best high your mom?s money can buy is right there in your artbox? Just make sure the package says ?permanent? or ?magic? on the front (Rockin? Mnemonic Device: You?ll have a permanent good feeling after a magical trip through the world of markers), and pretty soon you?ll be flying through an ink-stained world on a little black spaceship that totally could. That?s the tubular truth, brosef!



Where can I find it? Cabinets, artboxes, and cool kids? nostrils.



What will happen? Markers make your head feel like a great big birthday balloon! Put one under your nose and soon you?ll be flying high like a bird, except you won?t be a bird: you?ll be a cool, responsible kid who knows the RHP low-down. And if you speak two languages markers often make you speak them at the same time for years at a stretch! How wicked is that?



Watch your back! Some adults just aren?t with it. If they see a blue-faced kid with a strip of ink under his nose, they might think Hitler has come back from the grave! If you?re going to ?Do the Mark?, be sure to wear a shirt that explains you?re totally not Hitler ? chances are you?ll be too busy laughing at cracks in the sidewalk to explain for yourself!



For big kids only: Breathing it in just not doing the trick anymore? Many markers come with sharp points for precise drawing. If you really want to feel like a rock star just jam one in the soft patch of skin between your elbow and forearm. You?ll be a regular Kid Cobain!



Ace W. High Sez: ?Huff-a-doodle-doo! This Sharpie?s for you!?





Spray paint



What?s the deal? Spray paint (or ?fun in a kizz-an?, as we like to call it), is a colorful reminder that fun can be hiding anywhere. Even in grandpa?s shed! Why taint your veins with drugs when you could be painting them a number of awesome colors, like candy apple red or John Deere green? The sky?s the limit with spray paint, and that?s incidentally where you?ll be going after sucking down a can or two!



Where can I find it? Sheds, hardware stores, and that scary alley where the people with no inside voices play dice all day.



What will happen? If you want to inject your brain with colorful fun, simply take a can of spraypaint, hold it to your nose, and press down. If you listen hard, sometimes the colors will talk to you. Maybe they?ll tell you where dad hides his pistol! Who?s the coolest kid in school? The one with a ring of paint around his mouth and a wicked cool six-shooter in his backpack, that?s who!



Watch your back! Remember that using spraypaint on things that aren?t yours is illegal. If a cop comes along and tries to kill your buzz, drop the can and tell him this: ?I?m tagging my turf, and my turf is my nose, muthafacko.? If the cop doesn?t give you a high-five call the police station and tell them he is trying to molest you.



For big kids only: The small plastic ball in the can, used to agitate the paint, is like an adventure pill! Some people might tell you to cut the can open, but that can result in an explosion from the sudden release of aerosol. If you really want to ride the paint wave, open wide and swallow the whole can! You?ll be like a snake with a magical watch. What time does that watch point to? Party time!



Ace W. High Sez: ?Druggies end up / With tags on their toes / If you don?t want to die / Graffiti your nose?





Nutmeg



What?s the deal? Who says cooking can?t be fun? No, we?re not talking about food here: your dining room has everything you need to fry your little brain like an egg. A gnarly egg. If variety is the spice of life, nutmeg is the spice of your central nervous system! Smoke all the weed you want, stoners ? if you need us, we?ll be rolling around the kitchen floor, picking imaginary ants off our Digimon shirts. Ants on skateboards.



Where can I find it? Mom?s spice rack, the grocery, and floating in the air (but only if you?re having a radical time)!



What will happen? Imagine nutmeg smoke as millions of tiny extreme motocross bikers running the most extreme course ever ? your body. When you inhale them the bikers take a killer dive down your throat and into your lungs, which disperse them throughout your blood stream. After a race which everyone wins for being radical, they take a break in your brain and shout the goofiest things you?ve ever heard! Maybe they?ll tell you to get under the sink and invite their ah-mee-gos bleach and ammonia to the rager in your skull. Maybe they?ll tell you to go out and taunt the neighbor?s dog until it bites you in the neck, giving you a double-wicked buzz. Maybe they?ll scream so loud you can?t hear anything else! Who needs mom and pop and their ?hospitals? when you have a bunch of kickin? rad motocross bikers giving you the D-L? Whatever they say, though, you?d better listen to them ? those dudes know how to pah-tay.



Watch your back! If mom and dad pay attention they might notice the spice rack?s supplies running a little low. To avoid the big bust replace the nutmeg you smoke with dirt from your yard. Just be sure not to get confused not to smoke the dirt! Sure, it might make mom?s grody meatloaf taste better, but smoking dirt is always a bad idea: you want to crush it up into fine particles and snort it with a krazy straw.



For big kids only: Want to spread the word? Library programs all over the state have weekend show and tell programs. Load up on nutmeg and show it off to your fellow kool kids ? right after smoking some yourself! Who would you rather listen to, a boring, normal kid, or a tweaked-out awesomesaurus dodging spaceships and laser beams while showing off his HRP of choice?



Ace W. High sez: ?You?re a nut if you don?t smoke the ?meg!?



Cough Syrup



What?s the deal? Yee-haw! Cough syrup is a thick, brown, nasty-tasting sludge, but don?t be hatin? ? slam it like a Capri Sun and you?ll swear you?ve really turn into a big liquid metal blob, complete with the spec-tubular feeling of total immobility! Watch out, gardeners: this slug doesn?t want your prized tomato plants, it wants the contents of your medicine cabinets!



Where can I find it? The fridge, the bathroom vanity, and sometimes in grandma?s purse, but be careful ? there could be a year-old peppermint or two floating around in there!



What will happen? Ever wanted to feel like a lead-filled rhinoceros pulling a boulder up a snowy hill? If you haven?t, you?re missing out! Cough syrup will take you on a slow-moving boat through the gnarliest parts of your psyche and bring you back as a whole new person. A person who doesn?t cough. Why? You?ll be too cool for the sniffles. When you?ve stared down the devil in a vat full of coagulated deer blood, you?ll savor every grape-and-metal-scented breath like it?s your last.



Watch your back! Make sure that brown bottle in the cabinet isn?t ipecac. There?s nothing cool about vomiting so hard your heart comes out your nose!



For big kids only! Remember: if grandma has an insulin needle and your dad has an oil funnel, you can make a killer hypodermic syrup-bong and inject your ticket to the astral plane right into your eyeball. Yarr! We got a hard-trippin? pirate on our hands here, comrades! Check out that eye patch!



Ace W. High sez: ?DXM makes you feel like your lungs are on the ceiling! Don?t forget to breathe!?



Mothballs



What?s the deal? Mothballs are funny because they smell like your grandma?s house, taste like a horse apple, and tickle your brain like a feather made out of lightning. This article even says they make scales show up on your skin! Remember, kids: crack turns you into an addict. Mothballs turn you into a dragon!



Where can I find it? Broom closets, pockets of old coats, and candy dishes (once you hide a few in there... your family will laugh for days)!



What will happen? Besides turning you into a moth-killing dragon with partying on his mind, mothballs do a bunch of other great stuff. Just put a few in a bag, breathe out of it for ten minutes, and watch as the world around you swirls and smudges into a blurry yellow soup! It?s hard to take mean old Mrs. Riley seriously when she looks like a birthday clown with maggots crawling out of her eyes! Let Ace tell you something, kids: doctors might say your brain needs oxygen, but a little deprivation is nothing in the face of good ol? fashioned fun!



Watch your back! If you?re huffing or eating moth balls, be sure not to kiss grandma ? her heart might not be able to handle the fumes, and old ladies definitely can?t handle the secrets of the universe. There?s no buzzkill quite like an old woman speaking in tongues and bleeding out of her eyes!



For big kids only: Shove a mothball up each nostril and take the party with you wherever you go!



Ace W. High sez: ?We be ballin? / But not like thugs / Winners use mothballs / Instead of drugs?

toomuch'stash Escribi�:

Yarr! We got a hard-trippin? pirate on our hands here, comrades!

Bwahahahahahaha!



I actually just read an article the other day on cnn.com about kids tripping out on mothballs. Bleh.

Ever wanted to feel like a lead-filled rhinoceros pulling a boulder up a snowy hill? If you haven?t, you?re missing out!

I think that's my favorite line in that story.

Very honest post , Darkie.



My 2cents .......



Alcohol. Like you said Dark , i have a LOVE-HATE relation ship with it.

I like drinks for the taste , i enjoy having a cocktail in the evening sun , or having a nice drink at home after a long day.

I also love to get drunk - but GOOD drunk. That i still know what i am doing , that i dance like a monkey and that i make people laugh with me , not AT me. I love to be drunk and have convo's with people that make so much sense...but when the alcohol fades away you think " Wtf , why was i talking about that ?! "



I hate it when sometimes you get drunk the WRONG way , you can get aggresive or emotional...I usually get emotional but when i'm GOOD drunk i get emo on a good way. Like this one time where i was in NYC with my really good friend Anna , Her sis and her best friend , all from Amsterdam. We sat in this bar with live music getting twatted....the music was so beautifull and we felt such a connection , we felt so blessed being there in NY that the four of us started to cry just because it was such a beautifull moment. Later that night when i got home i desperatly needed to listen to Little Wing from Hendrix , because i knew it would make me cry and i felt like crying. But not from sadness ...more because of the beauty of that song.



And i HATE !!!! Hangovers. I had some pretty bad ones. So bad i could not even get out of bed. Swearing to myself " I will NEVER drink again "



Last Saturday i was REEEEALLLY GOOOD drunk. But when i got home i said to myself " NO HANGOVER NO HANGOVER " so i waited sleeping until i was a bit less drunk and i took some Advil.



I still had a hangover.







Weed ;



Well , As i'm from Amsterdam you guys probably think i'm a big pothead....;) But i'm not. I can't smoke because i dont like to inhale it with tabacco and it's to strong pure.

I did find out my love for bongs and stuff. Thanks too Whirly and Stash Part 1. ;) " OMG THEY HAVE WHITE WIDOW HERE!! WHAA!" because i noticed me and being stoned = good combo.

I did have spacecake a couple of times and i like it but not to much because i honestly trip out from it. One time i took it i was so high , i watced The Test video for like 5 times in a row , going " LOOK AT THE WHALE MAN! SHE'S GOING INTO THE WHALE! " X-D



Pills ;



Ehehehe. Yeah. Thanks to Whirly and Stash part 2. And i love em for it.

I only did it 3 times now but i already love it. Wich is dangerous , i know.

I will NEVER forget the first time in Cali with some of you , it was one of the best things ive ever felt , even when i talk about it now i still get this butterflies in my belly !! I prefer this over alcohol and weed , if i sleep enough and eat properly i have no side effects , and its just the best feeling ever. Oh and i tried some of the MDMA after the little candy worked out last time i did it. I just took a little bit , and i got that rush again , only my legs couldnt go anymore. I just went to sit on the side , and i partied while sitting down.



I really dont want to do it too much offcourse. I already discoverd now it will never be like the first time , and it's best not to try to try and get that same feeling again i think. It's a beautifull memory and i'm glad i experienced it.



My plan is to take it easy on everything , live healthy and responsible.



Amen ;)

Jeanie Escribi�:

I also love to get drunk - but GOOD drunk. That i still know what i am doing , that i dance like a monkey and that i make people laugh with me , not AT me. I love to be drunk and have convo's with people that make so much sense...but when the alcohol fades away you think " Wtf , why was i talking about that ?! "

So true. I usually find that I only drink to real excesses when I'm having a really, really, really good time, so although I might have been talking absolute codshit for a few hours I rarely get belligerent or difficult. If I'm not having fun, I usually stop drinking and make my excuses and leave. Drugs aren't crutches to be used when you're down.

Pills ;



I really dont want to do it too much offcourse. I already discoverd now it will never be like the first time , and it's best not to try to try and get that same feeling again i think. It's a beautifull memory and i'm glad i experienced it.

It's really important to know that nothing will be like the first time. Especially having my first time at my first Chems show, nothing will likely ever top that.



I have had a number of really, really special nights out on the pills though and hope to be able to continue to do so. This is so dependent on being with my best friends and everyone being in a great state of mind, though, and not just dependent on getting twatted.



Must admit that for a while I was trying to chase a high by steadily increasing my pill intake a bit each time and drinking a lot of booze at the same time. I wouldn't change anything that happened, as they were valuable experiences, but I'm glad I'm not chasing that high anymore. I do still enjoy a couple drinks while rolling, but no longer the 4 pills + 15 or more drinks (+ occasionally weed). Too easy to get into compromising situations.



Having a good time on most drugs and in most situations is really dependent on the company you keep. If you're with people who are special to you, you'll usually be alright. If the people aren't house, the experience usually won't be either.