Bad acid trip!
 

A while back a friend of mine took acid and for some strange reason decided to go for a drive in his car... tripping sky high... at 2:30am in the morning.
He got onto the freeway and about 5km down the road he spotted something in the distance. As he got closer, he noticed a diningroom table in the middle of the road. It was just standing there, upright. Thinking that it was an apparition caused by the hallucinations he was having, he kept driving and to his surprise... it was a REAL table! He survived the crash and was later told that a large transport vehicle filled with furniture had accidentally left the back open and a table had fallen out. How's that for a bad acid trip!

Ha!

I hope he didn't inform the authorities that he was tripping at the time?

Crazy story, Tokolosh...I'll be telling people about that tale hehe

I was able to choose just the right search termsin google to resurrect this post I made last July in a "Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas" thread at the old board.
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i related this story before (I was unable to locate the first time I related this in more detail)
...
but the night that this movie (Fear & Loathing) premiered i went to see it with a friend & we dosed-up beforehand

we saw it at the Ga Theatre downtown (in Athens...it was the first & only time i can remember that they showed a movie the night it opened) & as we were walking back to his house afterwards from downtown up a dark street, a cop rode up behind us & stopped dead in the middle of this T intersection & flashed his high beams on us...we were really wiggin' but i remember saying to my friend "don't look back, just keep walking & don't run"

(I include that first part of the story because it was an ominous precursor of things to come in a way)

we made it back okay & then the shit that happened after that with his little brother who was visiting was pretty much right out of that movie

after we were crashing (it was very clean) the rest of the stuff was all in mixed into this gatorade bottle in the frig...the guy that brought it to town was also crashing at the place & he knew his shit (the guy was from Santa Cruz & had a stack of Grateful Dead ticket stubs at least two inches thick) & swore it was actual Owsley...anyway, after we crashed my friend's younger brother (who had been denied access to the dosage earlier) went into the frig & drank the entire rest of the bottle!

we awoke to his brother smashing the fish aquarium & then he started eating the fish...the guy that got the stuff tried to restrain him but he escaped out the door, got into my friend's (his older brother's) brand-new car & then drove away...negotiating out of the driveway he didn't use the driveway but rather a narrow channel between a fence & a huge stone wall...then through a drainage ditch onto the street...the car was already fucked-up before he ever got out of the drive hehe & (as we learned later) would no longer drive forward, so the kid (i think he was 15 or 16) started driving the car in reverse up the street & a couple of more streets before the cops got him...as soon as the kid drove off in the car i woke up real fast & got my shit & started walking up the street away from that house believe me

at a brisk pace

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I heard later that the kid did tell the cops he was tripping to explain his behavior. They tore the house apart, but everything had been removed by my friend & the guy from Santa Cruz to some bushes behind the property by the time the police arrived back at the house some time later & the kid had already drank all (an absolutely ridiculous amount) of the lsd.

Here's an impression I made in photoshop. I think it must have looked something like this, just before he was confronted with reality.

OHHHHH

that's too much


ahahhaha
hahahaha

oh shit that made staying up worthwhile

Ha! He must have looked funny while eating those fish!
The beauty of munching acid is that when your body has absorbed enough of the D-lysergic acid diethylamide, it washes the rest out.
There are no records of people actually dying from an overdose itself. Nevertheless the poor kid got the full dose. Is he still in his trip?

I'm not sure if he reported the accident, but it scared the living shit out of him. One things for sure, he won't be driving with Alice again.

I don't think so. Although, I don't really know because that was the end of my friend. His parents made him move away from Athens after that incident. The amount of liquid that the kid took was enough to last a single person many, many years of dosing, I suppose.

Andrew Reiger (Elf Power) & I had a friend that took too much acid & went crazy. He dropped out of school & became a street person which isn't all that unusual in itself. His given name, of all names, was Gibby. The last I saw him he told me he had legally changed his name to Gareth because he said an angel told him to change it to that. Whether he really had it changed or how how he musted the wherewithall to do so, I don't know. He was a very weird dude & had zero attention span. He walked around Athens in the same clothes for years on end & definitely didn't seem like the old self we knew at all.

I have a friend that stayed in one of his trips. I didn't see him for a couple of months after that. Then one day he pitched up at my house with a chicken under one arm. He had plucked all the feathers off the poor animals body and had painted it bright red to match the colour on his bald head.
I had a cup of coffee with him and sent him on his way.

I had an ex-girfriend once that said she had a friend that was in a mental institution because he was stuck on a trip & thought he was a chicken. I don't know if it was true or not though since I never knew the guy & it sounds like some sort of embellishment or urban legend a bit.

There's lots of odd parallels here...the driving mishaps...chickens...very strange.

That same girl knew another girl whose roommate married Jeff Pinkus of Butthole Surfers...Gibby...more tie-ins hehe...& I went to the wedding with her. It was in Atlanta.

last time i did acid i thought i had the force and could move things with the power of my mind. all the lights looked purple and green and i could part crowds of people like the red sea.

there's this guy that took acid at a party and was convinced he was a glass of orange juice. he stood still the whole time so that he wouldn't spill himself

I knew somebody who got so high he ate his pillow.

Later I asked how he felt. He said, "OK, a little down in the mouth".

heehee

I reckon you might be making this up. I've heard a couple of similar stories where someone drives into a giraffe or somthing else weird. It just sounds like an urban legend to me.

Oh, you cynic.;)

*hangs head and sighs*

How interesting.

I reckon you're making this up to make it look like an urban legend.

HAHA

This is funny.

Huh, I thought this thread was gonna be about the band Bad Acid Trip...

amateurs.... These guys obviously weren't ready to experience LSD...

Haha

I thought this thread was about the band.

That's so cool!

when i was a teenager i worked washing dishes/cleaning stuff at a hilton hotel. my manager told me i could go home early as long as i just quickly gave this wall the once over with a cloth.
so, thinking id be outa there in 10 minutes, i knicked a tuna sarnie from the canteen and garnished it with mushrooms, ate it and commenced work.
all the times you eat acid or shrooms and wait fucking hours for them to work, this time they kicked in as soon as i smoked a fag after the sandwich.
i ended up staying for another 5 hours, cleaning the same piece of wall over and over, it never got any cleaner, i never got any closer to going home. i think i even worked over that day.
i still cant believe how much drugs we all took in that hotel. everyday, everynight, chefs, waiters, washerupers all taking speed, e, acid, smoking weed and drinking whiskey with apple juice. and nobody ever seemed to get caught. all the black guys and the asians didnt look so much like they were fkd on E, but us white guys all looked as you do when you take E.
amazing. that place was the scene of my speed addiction. i had to quit to kick it.

i had a bad trip once, it was nothing to do with seeing crazy shit, thats what happens on a good trip. my bad trip was just like my head was gonna explode, a constant buzzing that was so horrible and intense that i wouldve dont ANYTHING to stop it. luckily i had someone to look after me and make sure i didnt do anything. i wanted to go hom and confess, go to the hospital or just put myself to sleep and make it stop. i cant remember anything visual, just the buzzing and pain in my head. it wasnt bad acid, it was too much.
acid is by far the strongest drug i have taken. you should treat it with more care than any other drug as you cant be sure whats gonna happen. with heroin and crack and the whole getting addicted thing, sure that once you cross the line its as bad, but have much more control over that line.
you have to take it alot of times to get that way. so you have alot more decisions to make and fail on before yu end up like that.
you can be having the time of your life on acid, pure heaven, but if you eat a little bit more it can puch you to hell, and you might never come back. ive seen it happen.

:rolleyes:
Acid is completely unpredictable. You have absolutely no way of knowing what's going to happen when you take it. You can take heroin or do a line of coke and you've got a pretty good idea of what all is going to happen, provided you're not a jackass and you know where the shit is coming from.

I've heard a similar story where someone took brown acid and still thinks they're a glass of orange juice.

rank amateurs, I tell you...

I never had a ''bad'' acid trip only times where I've dropped like 4 or 5 tabs and come to find out it was weak and I didn't really trip to much, basically a body buzz and a few visions BUT I do have a great bad acid trip story to tell of my brother, it starts like this:

Picture a low range apartment complex with your typical variety of people living there, the redneck neighbors who sell weed and will give you beer, the kid who walks around with various weapons, and the stoner hippy guys always searching for a trip to book. Well my brother was catagorized with the latter and one day him and his friends found some very high quality gel tabs. There were about 5 guys including my brother, they bought two ten strips I and each took 2 hits, saving the others for later. Unknown to the others, one of the guys ate an entire ten strip and started to listen to some Praxis (vintage praxis circa 89') for those of you who are not familiar with Praxis, its pretty much death metal with Bootsy Collins on bass. Everyone was hanging out, oblivious to the other dude who went into his room and ate the ten-strip. My brother walked across the street and went to buy some herb, a half hour passes and when he is returning he finds the guy standing in the street with his dick out, walking on cars, foaming at the mouth staring intensely at my brother. The door to the apartment the other guys
were in was knocked down and they had all run off. So, imagine when you are starting to peak, you feel great and then one of your pals is glaring at you with his cock out, telling you that you're a dragon here to take the blood of man, and that he is gonna slay you. My brother strted to run but the guy caught him and beat him pretty good, black eye, blood, the works. My brother manges to get the dude off him before the cops come and then he splits into some neighboring woods, where he sits for hours, contemplating what the hell just happened and trying to be calm while tripping on some great acid, scared of the cops.

You want a bad trip stroy, well there you have it.

i read a story about a guy who was sneaking acid across the canadian/american border.
he duct taped the acid under his shirt becauce he didnt think police could search him. then he started sweating and took over 100 hits. and the rest is history
but snopes.com said it was fake

I once got LSD25 in a concentrated liquid state. We used it like you use eyedrops.
It's the quickest way to get it into your body. Started peaking within approx. 5 min.

Acid has always been great to me.

I've never had a bad trip either. Alice has always guided me through the trip like a mother breast feeding her only child... heh??

what happened in the woods? anything we should know about?