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Originally posted by The Grey Fox
So it all started when I was over my friend's last night, staying over because we had to leave hella early the next day for Southend. That Southend trip I was expecting to be dull and eventless. However, that was not the case at all, and I'm going to repeat the happenings of this day the best I can.

My friend has a sister, only a year or so younger than me, and I hadn't seen her at least 3 years or so. Last time I saw her I was very awkward, like, extremely awkward. However, I'm not anymore. So we got talking over the night, joking around and stuff, first time we've had a real conversation I guess, we got along really well. I don't think my friend was particularly pleased about it but I'm not really sure.

Anyway the 5 hours sleep I was going to have ended up becoming 0 hours, and I didn't even sleep on the train. Now the young people there were my friend and his fiancee, his cousin and her boyfriend, and me and friend's sister, so me and his sister were pretty much the odd ones out, so we were walking together and talking about stuff. We got on really well, which was cool and all.

Anyway so we're trailing around Southend, and we end up revealing that we're both avid drug supporters. Which is crazy. I really never expected for her to be more experienced in drugs than me. So we're just following the two couples around, from casino to casino, and I'm getting kinda worn out since I haven't had any sleep at all. Now this is where it gets ****ed up. Maybe it was my food stained clothes, unshaved appearance, or dirty black hat on my head, but this man came up to me and said bluntly: "Wanna score any gear?" (which obviously means "want any drugs?"). I didn't think I'd heard him right at first. Asked again. Friend's sister answered for me: yes.

The rest is the best part, but well, you know...

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Originally posted by The Grey Fox
Kinda hard to do so. It's all mainly a blur, and the gap between what happened and what was imagined is a very thin line.

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Originally posted by The Grey Fox
Ketamine. And god, I have no ****ing clue to be honest.

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Originally posted by The Grey Fox
I think the reason why my day was so 'miraculous' was the one part I know was real, and not imagined. I remember being stuck at the back of an Arcade/Casino, imagining zombies were attempting to kill me. Now the name of this ****ing arcade place, was Las Vegas.

fear and ****ing loathing in las vegas, I shit you not. I swear on my mother's eyes.

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And all this was only... 7 hours ago or so? Around 2pm, I think. Nobody even knew we were on drugs at all. I think we got thrown out of most of the arcades on the whole strip.

Like I said. It's almost unbelievable. But again, I swear, this shit is real, and my life is changed from it.