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Back in spring of 91 while at the Greatful Dead show at the Inglewood Forum friends and I scored several sheets of acid... We all tripped on these for well over a week.. During my final trip, my friend John and I had the bright idea that we were going to go all out and get fucking wrecked, so off we went and swallowed a dozen tabs each.. We also decided this wasn't enough and began pounding down a 30 pack of generic BEER from Ralphs at Sunset blvd... We realized we were not getting drunk and thought this plain white can with blue stripe and word BEER might have been watered down, so went back in to get another 30 pack.. this time it was Budweiser.. Once done, for some fucking reason unbeknownst to us we were not shitfaced as planned.. So we smoked a fucking bone and the world changed..
Coincidentally we were both wearing navy blue shirts which was of no concern really until walking by a parking lot with several cars of homeboys in red shirts, which appeared to us on our trip to be in a hurry to get in their cars and take off.. For some reason we thought they were suddenly afraid and we thought it was because the area we were in was crip territory, lol...
Onward our adventure continued where lo and behold some swashbuckling pirate looking man come running out of a liquor store with sword in hand and liquor in the other, and right behind him an angry Korean yelling an screaming something we could not comprehend although very fucking funny for some reason...
As the faces and places intertwined within each other with a cacophonous melody of mixed sounds banging a humungous conundrum in our heads, we decided perhaps we should go back to the car and drink some more beer because we didn't get drunk..
Off to Ralph's we go for another 30 pack.. so.. back in the car we're sitting and drinking.. I lean back the seat and am staring at the exposed orange fuzzy shit on the roof until a chunk of the motherfucker falls off and goes down my throat and I fucking choked on the shit..... Amdist my fit of coughing and my friend's raucous laughter I was oblivious to our surroundings outside the car..
A few moment's later.... DEAD SILENCE.. as we both stared straight ahead to the luminous red form.. an unrecognizable form.. a BLUR of nothing but RED... Flying in fast circles around the car.... John was freaking out like in a panic and reached in the glove box and pulled out a bible that some street preacher gave us earlier and said "Shit's real... it's the devil".. and he began opening pages and saying something I don't recall what and POOF the devil was gone... Several minutes pass....
While sitting there freaking out over this unknown potentially spiritual entity and trying to rationalize shit.. "it's the acid man"... out of nowhere... BANG BANG BANG BANG... and my fucking heart leaped out of my chest and my friend was screaming and then I was screaming and there, on my side of the car, at the drivers side window, was a black man in a red jogging suit on a bike banging his fist on the window... our screams subsided once we realized what just happened, lol.. I roll down the window.. "YOU JUST SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF US!!''' and he says "hey man, you got a smoke"...
Other things happened, but fucking beats me what..
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