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Not the best, but the worse. Haven't touched it since this experience.
18 years old, partying with friends. To make a long story short, my drunk ass ends up eating 5 to 8 hits of Fred Flintstone on accident. It only takes about 3 hours to realize that something has gone terribly wrong.
Drunk friends start freakin out because I am in horrible condition and leave me on the front lawn of the closest hospital. I am discovered and spend close to two days strapped to a hospital bed. Experiencing things and conversations that cannot even be put into words. Horrifying.
Stick to weed kids.
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