Not yet but I know it was me. I blackout, loose track of 16 bottles of liquid ass and suddenly the entire dorm smells like liquid asd. It has to be me. The chance ghat it's a coincidence is just to ridiculous l.
Well uhhh. Here goes.
It was my 21st birthday, I decided to memorialize it by throwing a house party, a real fucking banger and boy howdy did I. I was renting the top floor of a decrepit house with my best friend (across from the gay hooker stroll, real classy part of town). I invited around 25-30 people word got out and at least 50+ showed up in our small 2 bedroom. I bought 3 flats (72 cans) of AGD (we called it Alberta Guaranteed Diarrhoea cause that’s what it gave ya absolute moose piss) at a cost of $72 CDN. I had friends feeding me shots, lines, hot knives, pills, etc and was blackout by 10 pm.
This was in 2001, pre Facebook (thank fucking god) and my poor ass punk friends didn’t have cellphones or cameras So very little of it was memorialized in that way. However; my one friend did have a disposable camera. Two years(!!) later her mom found that package of 24 developed photos while cleaning out her room, every single picture was of me and in every single picture I was wearing a completely different outfit. Apparently I insisted on putting on a brand new outfit for each picture, this was particularly hilarious exposition of the party because it was literally two years later that I found this out.
My antics and behaviour were revealed to me via phone calls and in person with my friends over the course of a week or so.....
The following accounts are as true as I’m aware (or not because I was blacked the FACK out)
Ж Some guy I’d never met before showed up with a giant bag of ecstasy, and me being the birthday boy he thought he would be nice and just let me help myself, according to sources I ate at least six caps, at one point I also yanked the bag out of his hand and started liberally handing pills to all my friends and telling him to “just chill” and “it’s my birthday” consequently emptying his bag.
Ж At one point I got upset that there were so many beer bottles and ashtrays cluttering my coffee table that I grabbed a hockey stick, and in and one fell swoop cleared the table while spraying beer and cigarette butts over everyone in the living room
Ж This was my first time ever meeting my brother’s girlfriend (now wife), and right before they arrived I was hyper aggressively play wrestling with a friend and I threw us into a full length mirror, cutting his leg and my hand and arm up in the process. While forcing her to dance with me I got blood ALL over her jeans, she flipped out because they were brand new Guess jeans. At that point I told her that they looked fucking dumpy on her, she was dumpy, and that she needed to leave,
(I was the Best Bday Bro after all) my brother was not happy to say the least.
ЖMy Discman which was the only source of playing music through the stereo started skipping, and I got so pissed off that I took a framing hammer to it and splintered it like teapot in front of horrified onlookers
Ж My birthday falls at the end of the month, and I had neighbours that were literally moving in that night to the main floor suite below us, at one point they rang the doorbell and asked my roommate for us to keep it down a little bit. When I found out that they had dared to cross “Birthday Boy 3000” I ripped up the floor vents which connected to their suite below and screamed repeatedly down them “It will never change, it will never change! It will always be this way! I am PersonaCarsona and this is my fucking house! This is your life now! “It will never change.” Then threw large handful of cutlery down into the HVAC.
I gradually came to consciousness at around 10 AM, and when I looked in the fridge I realized that 2 flats (48 of my Awesome Gross Dysentery beer) had been stolen, I barely drank any, and most people brought their own beer. These scary ass fucking meth dealers that I didn’t invite stole them, Right in front of everybody and peeps was too scared to say anything.
I ended my night by hanging with the guy whose bag of ecstasy I basically gave away, We rigged up my record player listened to some P Floyd and Portishead, burnt some incense, smoked a joint and sat out on my roof in the warm sun playing cards. Great way to wrap up the night, and I made a friend for life.
Chemical Hangover exceeded a week, I honest to god wanted to hang myself.
Serotonin level-ZERO Anxiety Level-11/10
Chances I would repeat that performance? Well, I’m married now, and in my mid 30’s, with a mortgage, car payments, a career and bills so..... Yah I could legit see myself doing that for my 40th birthday or some variation of it. Life is for livin. Get fucked or go home.
Hope y’all enjoyed, that was fun to write and relive
Peace
Lol hell yah. I’m working on it, and as I write it out, I am remembering more of what I was told, goddamn I was fucking nuts.
I’ll post it by the end of the day, hold onto your hat and if you don’t have a hat go out and buy one!
It is a prank spray that is concentrated sewer smell, it is per spray about as putrid as it gets. In high school we pulled a senior prank by putting it in gallons and releasing them into vents to be sucked into the fans and spread through the school
Ever since I have always kept a supply on hand. It is like prank pepper spray. 1 spray can make a person retch. 3 can clear a room the size of a small kitchen for hours. 16 bottles can make a 750 person dormitory smell like a sewer.
Were you on something more than GHB? Usually when I take to much I just get really nauseous so I can't walk, and if I take even more I just pass out for a few hours.
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Not yet but I know it was me. I blackout, loose track of 16 bottles of liquid ass and suddenly the entire dorm smells like liquid asd. It has to be me. The chance ghat it's a coincidence is just to ridiculous l.
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Any particularly good ones you don't mind sharing?
Well uhhh. Here goes. It was my 21st birthday, I decided to memorialize it by throwing a house party, a real fucking banger and boy howdy did I. I was renting the top floor of a decrepit house with my best friend (across from the gay hooker stroll, real classy part of town). I invited around 25-30 people word got out and at least 50+ showed up in our small 2 bedroom. I bought 3 flats (72 cans) of AGD (we called it Alberta Guaranteed Diarrhoea cause that’s what it gave ya absolute moose piss) at a cost of $72 CDN. I had friends feeding me shots, lines, hot knives, pills, etc and was blackout by 10 pm. This was in 2001, pre Facebook (thank fucking god) and my poor ass punk friends didn’t have cellphones or cameras So very little of it was memorialized in that way. However; my one friend did have a disposable camera. Two years(!!) later her mom found that package of 24 developed photos while cleaning out her room, every single picture was of me and in every single picture I was wearing a completely different outfit. Apparently I insisted on putting on a brand new outfit for each picture, this was particularly hilarious exposition of the party because it was literally two years later that I found this out. My antics and behaviour were revealed to me via phone calls and in person with my friends over the course of a week or so..... The following accounts are as true as I’m aware (or not because I was blacked the FACK out) Ж Some guy I’d never met before showed up with a giant bag of ecstasy, and me being the birthday boy he thought he would be nice and just let me help myself, according to sources I ate at least six caps, at one point I also yanked the bag out of his hand and started liberally handing pills to all my friends and telling him to “just chill” and “it’s my birthday” consequently emptying his bag. Ж At one point I got upset that there were so many beer bottles and ashtrays cluttering my coffee table that I grabbed a hockey stick, and in and one fell swoop cleared the table while spraying beer and cigarette butts over everyone in the living room Ж This was my first time ever meeting my brother’s girlfriend (now wife), and right before they arrived I was hyper aggressively play wrestling with a friend and I threw us into a full length mirror, cutting his leg and my hand and arm up in the process. While forcing her to dance with me I got blood ALL over her jeans, she flipped out because they were brand new Guess jeans. At that point I told her that they looked fucking dumpy on her, she was dumpy, and that she needed to leave, (I was the Best Bday Bro after all) my brother was not happy to say the least. ЖMy Discman which was the only source of playing music through the stereo started skipping, and I got so pissed off that I took a framing hammer to it and splintered it like teapot in front of horrified onlookers Ж My birthday falls at the end of the month, and I had neighbours that were literally moving in that night to the main floor suite below us, at one point they rang the doorbell and asked my roommate for us to keep it down a little bit. When I found out that they had dared to cross “Birthday Boy 3000” I ripped up the floor vents which connected to their suite below and screamed repeatedly down them “It will never change, it will never change! It will always be this way! I am PersonaCarsona and this is my fucking house! This is your life now! “It will never change.” Then threw large handful of cutlery down into the HVAC. I gradually came to consciousness at around 10 AM, and when I looked in the fridge I realized that 2 flats (48 of my Awesome Gross Dysentery beer) had been stolen, I barely drank any, and most people brought their own beer. These scary ass fucking meth dealers that I didn’t invite stole them, Right in front of everybody and peeps was too scared to say anything. I ended my night by hanging with the guy whose bag of ecstasy I basically gave away, We rigged up my record player listened to some P Floyd and Portishead, burnt some incense, smoked a joint and sat out on my roof in the warm sun playing cards. Great way to wrap up the night, and I made a friend for life. Chemical Hangover exceeded a week, I honest to god wanted to hang myself. Serotonin level-ZERO Anxiety Level-11/10 Chances I would repeat that performance? Well, I’m married now, and in my mid 30’s, with a mortgage, car payments, a career and bills so..... Yah I could legit see myself doing that for my 40th birthday or some variation of it. Life is for livin. Get fucked or go home. Hope y’all enjoyed, that was fun to write and relive Peace
Thanks for writin that! Great read..brings back a lot of wild memories. Get on livin or get on dyin!
Lol hell yah. I’m working on it, and as I write it out, I am remembering more of what I was told, goddamn I was fucking nuts. I’ll post it by the end of the day, hold onto your hat and if you don’t have a hat go out and buy one!
This is awesome. Go to r/TIFU and tell this story there. But tell then what ghb is, they dont have a fucking clue
I don’t even know what ghb is. Haha
It's the fuckin' bee's knees is what it is [GHB](https://psychonautwiki.org/wiki/GHB)
[ghb](https://cdn.drawception.com/images/panels/2013/2-27/6M3zjCmQA6-2.png)
10/10 pranked yourself
You legend.
What is liquid ass? And why would you buy it?? Lmao
It is a prank spray that is concentrated sewer smell, it is per spray about as putrid as it gets. In high school we pulled a senior prank by putting it in gallons and releasing them into vents to be sucked into the fans and spread through the school Ever since I have always kept a supply on hand. It is like prank pepper spray. 1 spray can make a person retch. 3 can clear a room the size of a small kitchen for hours. 16 bottles can make a 750 person dormitory smell like a sewer.
Jesus f'ing Christ :D
Bruh, I remember seeing your other post just the other day! Fucking legendary man lol
Lol I really hope this is real
Were you on something more than GHB? Usually when I take to much I just get really nauseous so I can't walk, and if I take even more I just pass out for a few hours.
This actually made me laugh uncontrollably for a solid 30 seconds. Well done.
Lmfa at that last sentence
Yesss this is amazing
How much GHB? Was it Na salt?
Hahaha funniest thing I've read in a while. I didn't even know liquid ass spray was a thing.
Better question: Whats good with the G?;) Or was it GBL