"The Eatin' the Evidence Blues"
As I was boarding the plane I began to feel a little off kilter...
I reached my seat, sat down, and immediately snagged all the barf bags.
I had the window and a midwestern-type sauntered in and took the aisle. I told him straight up that there was a possibility I was going to get sick. I don't know if he understood what I was saying, I assume it came out English. I noticed he began looking down the aisle, craning his neck to see if there was a vacant seat somewhere (?)
As the plane taxied down the runway, the weed I ate hit me hard. I was fucked up.
I gripped the arm rests and I writhed. I was sweating bullets and seeing tracers. The acceleration pulled me into my seat and I felt like my stomache was going to jump out of my mouth and run around the cabin like a headless chicken. Madness!
Seven hours of high-flying hell later, I was in Fort Lauderdale International Airport.
I staggered to the nearest restroom, teary-eyed, and shit a bale of hay...
...next time I'll try it without the seeds, or just give the stash away.
As I was boarding the plane I began to feel a little off kilter...
I reached my seat, sat down, and immediately snagged all the barf bags.
I had the window and a midwestern-type sauntered in and took the aisle. I told him straight up that there was a possibility I was going to get sick. I don't know if he understood what I was saying, I assume it came out English. I noticed he began looking down the aisle, craning his neck to see if there was a vacant seat somewhere (?)
As the plane taxied down the runway, the weed I ate hit me hard. I was fucked up.
I gripped the arm rests and I writhed. I was sweating bullets and seeing tracers. The acceleration pulled me into my seat and I felt like my stomache was going to jump out of my mouth and run around the cabin like a headless chicken. Madness!
Seven hours of high-flying hell later, I was in Fort Lauderdale International Airport.
I staggered to the nearest restroom, teary-eyed, and shit a bale of hay...
...next time I'll try it without the seeds, or just give the stash away.
captainhazzard:
I once took a dab of speed paste before an 8 hour coach journey. That was a big mistake. I spent pretty much the entire journey staring out the window mumbling, naming absolutely everything I saw. Each time I looked around the coach the other passengers had edged a little bit further away from me!