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This is going back a few years so I can't totally vouch for its accuracy but as I recall finally found the right hotel (this was still only mid afternoon) but then had considerable trouble opening the room door. In such a f***ed up state that for five minutes I assumed the hotel owners had changed the locks just to mess me and
Eventually tried the key the right way up and passed out for several days (ok about two hours in reality) Got up
with everything still spinny spinny. Lurched over to Bluebird and got into a bong-off with an extremely loud and patriotic bunch of Rutgers students. Won 5-4 but not without personal cost
By now shaking, white as a sheet and a vocabulary of about 3 words, which fortunately included shaorma.Took my dubious dinner down to the Vondelpark and passed out again.

Wake up unharmed but in darkness and the increasing knowledge that from the sounds and shapes around me that I'm slap bang in the middle of a gay cruising area.

Magically find an unsmoked spliff, and make a discreet if unsteady exit, confident that the pungent garlic sauce I have consumed would be enough to repel all comers. Retreat back to (correct) hotel and sleep for many many hours.

And from that day I have led a blameless life without sin ( ok maybe a bit of artistic license here)

So endeth that particular tale. I've got a london based one involving a boat party, belarussian drug dealers, bagleys nightclub and faulty sat nav but we'll save that for another time...

Skyrat wrote:you know you're high when you can't get off a stool in the old church (RIP) and walk the short distance to the bar to buy a red bull to stop you from whiteying like an amateur bitch.

Same thing for me @ Nes. Background:

I have enjoyed for some time dumping a gram of Stix Gunpowder (AK-47 kif) into hot chocolate. Eat something with it, let it absorb slowly, get on with it.

Shortly after Stix became Solo (near the Nieuwmarket), I stopped in with Mrs. Lafe to examine the menu. No more Gunpowder, but there was something else on the menu (may have actually been named Kif), so I bought a packet and a hot chocolate and prepared to get on with it. I looked at that packet of kif for a few moments, and decided it may be wise to only do half since it was an unknown. So I did it, and we went toward Nes, stopping at Green Place for some LA Confidential.

When we arrived @ Nes, we settled in at that small table attached to the wall near the door, on the stools. I hit the LA Con a couple of times, then the kif kicked in. Fuck me.

Now, the best advice to help with a whitey is of course "drink something sweet". I was utterly unable to move, and had to fight to keep from passing out and falling over. Mrs. Lafe says "are you OK?", all I can do is mumble and clutch the table. If I had moved an inch on the stool, I would have fallen over and probably passed out. And I couldn't even get my shit together enough to say "get me a dozen Looza please". A couple of liters of Coca Cola would have been welcome at that point.

It passed after about a half hour and I was able to walk to the outside area to get some fresh, cold air. After that I was able to get to the bar for a fresh Gulpener (who needs sweets when you have beer, right?), and then I made it back to the hotel to lie down. I got up after a couple of hours and we closed down the RLD in a locals bar.

Curiously, one year earlier to the day, in that exact spot, my mate whitied and fell backwards, with his head barely missing the seating by the computer. Of course I immediately suggested something sweet ;-)

you know your high when you put the kettle in the fridge instead of the milk after making a cup of coffee

I went to Kadinsky and bought a gram each of Caramello, King Hassan and Fatima's Hand hash, sat at a table and smoked half of each. Things got really strange and I dropped my lighter under the table. I crawled under the table and picked it up then raised my head, smashing it hard into the underside of the table. I really saw stars then. I tried to explain it to the guy sitting at the next table and he looked at me like I was a lunatic. I don't even know if he spoke English

I am a smoker but don't believe being stoned is really that different to being pissed which most of previous posts suggest.
I just hate the preciousness of some that by altering your conscious mind by anything other than cannibis is a bit up up your ass.

you know your too high when ...

what was the question?

badboukra wrote:I am a smoker but don't believe being stoned is really that different to being pissed which most of previous posts suggest.
I just hate the preciousness of some that by altering your conscious mind by anything other than cannibis is a bit up up your ass.

fucking HUGE difference.

you are inexperienced to make such a comment.
alcohol makes people belligerent, angry, quick to pick a fight

totally different than pot.

spend some time in a bar
spend some time in a coffeeshop

can you see the difference??

talk to bud tenders about this
talk to bartenders about this
they will tell you



geez.....

RvanSteensel wrote:you know your too high when ...

what was the question?

lol... : >

You're at the Leidseplein, walk one block, round the corner and BAM, Centraal Station is right in front of you. You look to your right and realize that somehow you ended up at the beginning of the Damrak, although you were in the South only a minute ago.

badboukra wrote:I am a smoker but don't believe being stoned is really that different to being pissed

LOOOOLLL

Really, no difference?

When you put four drunk people in a room, they start an argument.

And when you put four stoners in a room, they start a band.

worldcitizen1723 wrote:
alcohol makes people belligerent, angry, quick to pick a fight

Speak for yourself.

se7enty2wo wrote:

worldcitizen1723 wrote:
alcohol makes people belligerent, angry, quick to pick a fight

Speak for yourself.

i stay away from the stuff - 'cept for some wine with meals...
i just observe. do it sometime (no joke- not trying to be coy - you will clearly observe the difference in behavior. you may be absolutely fine - but observe groups and see if you change your mind)

worldcitizen1723 wrote:

se7enty2wo wrote:

worldcitizen1723 wrote:
alcohol makes people belligerent, angry, quick to pick a fight

Speak for yourself.

i stay away from the stuff - 'cept for some wine with meals...
i just observe. do it sometime (no joke- not trying to be coy - you will clearly observe the difference in behavior. you may be absolutely fine - but observe groups and see if you change your mind)

I'm from Glasgow. I've seen plenty of drunk people. Perhaps you're hanging around with the wrong people, or drinking in the wrong places?

se7enty2wo wrote:

I'm from Glasgow. I've seen plenty of drunk people. Perhaps you're hanging around with the wrong people, or drinking in the wrong places?

: > Maybe!