once had to show up to court on charges of my wolf dogs attacking a cow and scaring and intimidating into giving sour milk also killing a turkey b4 christmas.. a had to pay 5k reimbursement to the man.
i called BS on my wolf/dogs attacking and scaring a cow and giving bad milk... i didnt mind paying for the turkey..
When i was sixteen, i once, knowingly, sold bad acid to someone which later sent them to the hospital. After it had gotten out that i knew the acid was bad. I was later confronted by his brother who pulled a gun on me. A friend who was more like a mentor was with me at the time and in an attempt to aid me, ended up getting shot several times instead of me. Randal, my friend, received a punctured lung and the last i heard he still didn't have full motor control over his left hand.
Originally posted by jinXed by JaNxwhat was so bad about it?
When i was sixteen, i once, knowingly, sold bad acid to someone which later sent them to the hospital. After it had gotten out that i knew the acid was bad. I was later confronted by his brother who pulled a gun on me. A friend who was more like a mentor was with me at the time and in an attempt to aid me, ended up getting shot several times instead of me. Randal, my friend, received a punctured lung and the last i heard he still didn't have full motor control over his left hand.
i had a similar situation but no gun.. just friends of his scared and asking me what to do...
Originally posted by Wild Shadow
what was so bad about it?i had a similar situation but no gun.. just friends of his scared and asking me what to do...
Oh, i'm thankful..,very much so but i suppose because of who i am, guilt is a powerful thing to conquer. Even though i will always feel responsible and sorrowful for what happened, the negatives of the situation don't plague my soul any longer. I've made peace with it. I just like to break up some of the random comments on this thread with dramatic or serious comments...,it's my way of being random 😉
What happened with you though?
well i was frying balls for about a month straight... i had gotten a bible of acid so.. i was being kinda generous with my dosage.
anyways a guy that i knew found out through some of my friends that i had acid and he wanted some so anyways i met him kinda knew him.. he was a security guard..
so i gave him an okay deal of 3 bucks a hit.. he asked me how many he should take i told him 1st time just 1 or 2 at best till he gets use to it and knows what he is dealing with...
he gave me like 50 bucks and i handed him like 3 "strips" not individual hits.
well i later get a call from his friends about him freaking out and screaming about his parents not loving him, face melting, and him thinking he is dying and going to hell and seeing the devil and demons in his friends...
they were like what did you do... you gave him bad acid.. i was like BS!! dont call me on my sh##!!
i told them to talk to him and calm him down and tell him its not real to close his eyes and lie down... turn off lights so he cant see things warping on him and hallucinating....
i asked how many did he take, they asked him and i guess he took them all... i was what?! all? he said you told him to take one or two hits... and that they weren't working so he took the last one.
i was like F#@#@'n idiot!! he took full strips not individual ones...
they then bring him to my pad at like 2 in the morning telling me i have to do something.... taking him upstairs to my place.. i was pissed b/c i was trippin on acid too.. i told them to stop being paranoid with him since he picks up on it to which in turn reinforces his bad trip.. so shut the F#@$ up!!! i told the dude to stop crying and whining about his parents and seeing demons and Sh@# ..... has any of them hit you or grabbed you? they cant hurt you!! so man up!!! it isnt real and even if it were willpower and faith is all you need..
i gave him a jug of milk took him to one of my rooms put on some mellow music like lynard skynard and mix tracks turned off all the lights but a minor almost barely visible red light...
started talking to him while he was curled up in a ball about how cool the music was and how you can see patterns of music in the air,,, and if he can feel the tickle in his body and how dense he is.. and he should relax and enjoy life.. the acid only amplifies ur emotions so if ur sad angry and paranoid it makes it worse... but if he is happy laid back and thinks happy thoughts he will be fine..
and if he keeps seeing ppl's faces morphing then to tell himself it isnt real and to close his eye and continue the conversation with them...
i then went outside to talk to the idiots who brought him to me about him needing take him to the hospital and i was like u guys are idiots have any of you guys ever done Acid? its u guys fault he is acting like this you guys are making him paranoid you fu#@ 'n morons... a hospital cant do anything for him but wait for his trip to run out..
he'll be fine so long as he is in a mellow place where ppl wont f#@$@ with him... which he might as well stay with me...
there were some threats of them kicking my @$$ calling the cops on me and reportin me and crap.. i also threaten to beat the snot out of all of them they were morons and truama queens..