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I'm standing outside my friend John's rave in need of advice. About an hour ago I met this kinky blonde girl named Susan who works part time as a nurse's assistant. We were drinking a bit and she told me she used to be a hardcore heroin addict and was considering getting back on it because of how miserable her life has been. I'm a pretty experienced tripper, myself, so I convinced her that it would be better to try some shrooms than get back in to the opiates. I walked her over to the den but this girl Kelly and her boyfriend were in there doin' the grownup so I told her we should try another room, she told me she didn't trust me and I got tight and told her to shut up and chew a mushroom. She said she might as well try it because of how whack the party had gotten but I walked away for a few minutes to smoke a bogey and when I came back, she had eaten the whole bag!
She started screaming for me to go away and said she didn't know me and that she needed to go puke. I freaked and tried to calm her down but she just couldn't grasp that I never intended this to be anything major, I just wanted to make her appreciate nature. I tried to get her to stop crying but she started screaming about how her father raped her at a young age. Within a few more minutes, she was bitching to a plant about how she's in her mid-twenties, not married, and can't cook, I tried to calm her down again but she was convinced that I was her dad. So I told her to stop trying to swallow her tongue and that I would go find Dave, my boy that gave them to me. The dude was taking a monster sh*t but then I told him that there was a girl upstairs talking to plants, chopping her hair off, and drinking lysol. None of us have ever seen anyone eat as many caps as she had, girl is buggin.
I'm standing outside my friend John's rave in need of advice. About an hour ago I met this kinky blonde girl named Susan who works part time as a nurse's assistant. We were drinking a bit and she told me she used to be a hardcore heroin addict and was considering getting back on it because of how miserable her life has been. I'm a pretty experienced tripper, myself, so I convinced her that it would be better to try some shrooms than get back in to the opiates. I walked her over to the den but this girl Kelly and her boyfriend were in there doin' the grownup so I told her we should try another room, she told me she didn't trust me and I got tight and told her to shut up and chew a mushroom. She said she might as well try it because of how whack the party had gotten but I walked away for a few minutes to smoke a bogey and when I came back, she had eaten the whole bag!
She started screaming for me to go away and said she didn't know me and that she needed to go puke. I freaked and tried to calm her down but she just couldn't grasp that I never intended this to be anything major, I just wanted to make her appreciate nature. I tried to get her to stop crying but she started screaming about how her father raped her at a young age. Within a few more minutes, she was bitching to a plant about how she's in her mid-twenties, not married, and can't cook, I tried to calm her down again but she was convinced that I was her dad. So I told her to stop trying to swallow her tongue and that I would go find Dave, my boy that gave them to me. The dude was taking a monster sh*t but then I told him that there was a girl upstairs talking to plants, chopping her hair off, and drinking lysol. None of us have ever seen anyone eat as many caps as she had, girl is buggin.
wat do?
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