Share a bizarre situation you found yourself in.

[callous taoboy]

Mine: I took a hit of LSD and went to work at chick-fil-a and the dude who usually
wore the chicken outfit and passed out samples didn't come in, so I gladly consented
to morphing into a giant chicken and walking around the mall tripping.

[mix]

1. i don't think i can follow that

:rofl:

[theNotoriousP.I.G.]

2. That's a hard one to top

but...when I was in the fourth grade, a new friend invited me over to her house and we ended up dressing up in her mother's moo moos and wigs and smoking camel cigarettes out in their tow trailer. The windows were all open and smoke was billowing out, but no adults ever said boo about what we were doing. I think we might have been listening to shitty metal music too, but I can't be sure.

[callous taoboy]

3. Cool, heh. Mom wore a moo moo? I dig moo moos.

[Roon]

4. Tripping on acid in my room and grooving on the ceiling..

I could see all the swirls swirling around and all kinds of pretty patterns!




So pretty, I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures of the ceiling.

[cwydro]

5. Finding myself standing on my couch

trying to wrestle a generator up on top of it with me.

During the Wilma surge, the water came right on up into the house.

The generator did not survive, because the water kept coming up.

We didn't laugh then, but we do now.

[Glorfindel]

6. Landing at Tan Son Nhut Airport in Saigon in December 1966

aboard a TWA 707 full of soldiers with Tom Jones singing "What's New Pussycat?" playing on the plane's public address system. I thought at the time that nothing else in my life could ever be that weird. I must admit, there have been some close runners-up.

[callous taoboy]

20. You must've been young, too, right?

[Glorfindel]

30. Yep, all of 20 years old and scared to death

The only way I kept my sanity while flying across the Pacific was reading "Candy," which I purchased in San Francisco. I laughed all the way. The book would probably be a big yawn nowadays, but back then, when censorship had just been lifted, it was a revelation. Fortunately, as it turned out, my fears were for naught. :hi:

[callous taoboy]

31. Hats off to you, man.

I was one in '66! I do have a friend in his late 50's who saw some very heavy action over there. It really did a number on him. I can't even begin to imagine.

[rug]

7. I worked at a maximum security psychiatric hospital and needed to interview a patient who was

being transferred back from a civil hospital. He was originally committed for eating the testicles of two of his students. After many years he was transferred to a less secure hospital. Ironically, he was being sent back because he was objecting to not being allowed to attend Mass to receive Communion and the hospital thought he was relapsing.

When he arrived I was told by the therapy aides that they had to take the ward over for lunch and could not leave anyone behind to watch him. They could either lock both of us in the interview room or I'd have to come back later. Since he was fighting his transfer I had to talk to him right away so I told them to leave us in the interview room.

So, I found myself locked in a room with a cannibal at lunch time. To break the ice I asked him if they had gotten him any lunch before they brought him to the ward. He said, "No."

[callous taoboy]

9. Why am I thinking about oysters?

[bigwillq]

8. Oh, wow.

That must've been crazy. :)

[callous taoboy]

11. I don't remember it except

for a lot of giggling and realizing that I couldn't even communicate with people. I was glad to be anonymous in the state I was in.

[Strong Atheist]

10. Recommended,

dammit! x(

[LeftyFingerPop]

12. When I was a teenager...

I worked in a converted garage that was located in an alley, next to a strip joint.

The garage had been converted into a pool hall/pinball place/grill.

The owner was a drunk.

He had a nice daughter, a few years older than me. She had lost her leg in an accident, and wore a prosthetic device.

One night, the place was empty...except for me and his daughter.

We were sitting in a booth, talking and playing a board game.

She had taken her leg off, and had it sitting against the wall.

Her dad walked in, drunk as a loon, and accused me of trying to have sex with his daughter.

It got ugly real quick. I was trying to slide out of the booth to get my ass out of there, while he went and picked up her leg.

Just as I ran out the door, he threw her leg at me from about 20 feet away. It missed me and crashed into the wall.

[callous taoboy]

17. Well, that's one way to try to kick your ass, heh heh....

[Tangerine LaBamba]

13. Sitting in a room

at a state penitentiary, with my client, who had been sentenced to death (we were his appellate lawyers).

He was in a concrete chair that was part of the concrete floor, shackled to it, his arms and legs shackled, and there was a table between us. Two guards were right outside, and I had the "alarm" button right when I could hit it.

I was there to explain to him what we were doing and how his case was progressing.

He ignored me and started to talk, and told me exactly how he had killed the elderly couple whose house he had chosen to burgle. He told me in great detail. I had no idea what to do, but I thought it was my duty to listen, so I did.

We lost the appeal, the Supreme Court affirmed, and he invited me to witness his execution. He liked me.

I went, and I witnessed.

I am still opposed with all I've got to the death penalty, but that man's death transcended what I believe, and when he was declared dead, I exhaled....................

[callous taoboy]

18. Damn...

[mreilly]

14. My friends and I thought we would help a drunk guy passed out...

This was when we were 19-20 and leaving a carnival (we are all guys). Some man was just there lying on the grass, so we figured we'd be good citizens and check him to see if he was OK, maybe needed some medical help. We shook him and asked if he was OK. Well, he was just drunk and not particularly happy to be woken up, but he was agreeable to receiving a ride home - and informed us he lived in a town about sixty miles away. Seems the guy just thumbed his way to our town and mooched some free drinks off people. We weren't excited about the notion of now having to transport him an hour away, but since he was considerably bigger than us and still obviously drunk we tentatively agreed to it, figuring "what's a little road trip at 11:00 at night?"

But then it got worse. On the way to our car we ran into some friends who were hanging out in the park, and so we hung out with them too. The guy was just loitering around, a sullen, somehow threatening older man hovering around us like some sort of psycho, and the situation got less and less friendly. He kept asking when he was going to get his ride, and we kept telling him "Later, later." Since there was beer being passed around again, frankly we kind of hoped he'd have a few more and lay back down on the grass to sleep it off so we could tiptoe away. No such luck. There were girls there, and he was leering at them and edging closer and closer, making them uncomfortable too. We finished off our beers as the cops arrived to see what we were doing there. I can honestly say I was never gladder to see the cops in all of my teenage years. We explained we were just hanging around (the empty beer cans had been safely deposited in a trash can a block over, so the cops had no reason to take any further action with us) but, uh, hey officers? This creepy older guy won't stop bugging us. He says he wants us to drive him home and we don't even know who he is. The police, to their credit, questioned the man, found him intoxicated, and did us the enormous favor of taking him off our hands, giving him a ride to the local drunk tank (we assumed) from where he could have one of his family or friends come get him. Last we saw of the guy he was riding off in the back of the police car, and I turned to one of my friends and said "OK, no more helping people!" (later I modified that to mean no more shaking drunk weirdos awake when they're passed out on the ground, but instead calling the cops to tell them first).

[callous taoboy]

19. No good deed, dude, no good deed....

[no_hypocrisy]

15. My family and I were blissfully and ignorantly eating dinner downstairs

while a fire (that our father inadvertently started) was gaily blazing away upstairs. Two and a half hours and we didn't realize the house was on fire. Until the smoke alarm downstairs went off.

[begin_within]

22. Wow, that reminds me...

I shared a house with roommates in college and one night one of them emptied all the ashtrays into the wastebasket in the kitchen and went to bed. Later that night I woke to a banging on the kitchen door and it was the boyfriend (or hope-to-be boyfriend) of my female roommate who had come by to pay a visit to her but discovered that there was smoke in the kitchen. In the trash can was a smoldering fire, not really big but it could have gotten bigger and, in theory, burned the house down. I might have slept through it until it was too late, and my bedroom was in a corner of the house. I could have been trapped. It's a good thing that the guy was kind of obsessed with my roommate as he inadvertently saved us from a potential catastrophe. (Of course he was shouting her name only as he banged on the door.)

[callous taoboy]

32. Oh, he would've saved you too, I'm sure!

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[KamaAina]

16. Well, I went to this conference a couple of months ago, and the presenter really got to me

I mean really got to me, right where I live. :loveya:

And... well... that's that. God damn it all to hell. :cry: :cry: :cry:

[MajorChode]

21. I woke up next to a woman as her husband walked into the bedroom with a gun

I had no idea she was married. Her husband was a cop and had just got home from a graveyard shift and he was putting his gun up in his gun safe. Come to find out they were sort of separated, but couldn't afford to live apart so they were just sort of roommates and remained married for tax purposes.

It still scared the living shit out of me.

[begin_within]

23. That reminds me

Once I went to bed with a man that I didn't know was married. His wife came home when I was still in their bed and she was mad, and she held up some kind of self-help paperback book at me. I don't remember which one but this was in 1982. All I could do was laugh, partly out of embarrassment and partly out of the absurdity of this woman holding this self-help book at my face.

[MajorChode]

25. Sounds like she missed a few chapters herself

[noamnety]

24. being all alone in my 6th grade teacher's house

while his family was out of town, with a large boa constrictor wrapped around my leg that I wasn't strong enough to remove.

[bridgit]

26. I fold

[Q3JR4]

27. ....

I once slept with a married man (and all that implies) while his wife watched...and then slept next to us....

:hide:

Q3JR4
89% gay, in case anyone was wondering...

[BlueIris]

28. Ending a four-year single streak the same week my roommate decided to return to a fundy cult.

We had a fun (read: messed up) conversation at week's end.

Her: You...have a boyfriend?

Me: You...went back to 'church'?!

That was a scary, scary time.

[armyowalgreens]

29. I went into respiratory arrest, while tripping on K, as I was getting a spinal tap...

Apparently I'm allergic to Ketamine. Unfortunately I found out by almost dying. I needed mild sedation because I have a phobia of needles.

I woke up 2 hours later completely stripped down and in a gown. There were 3 nurses, two doctors and my mom staring at me like I was Jesus Christ.

The best part was that I tripped just like normal people do when they take a lot of K. When I first opened my eyes, everything looked like I was looking through a kaleidoscope. I looked up at the TV on the wall, and it was in my lower right hand vision. Everything was upside down and floating around.

I guess I also told one of the nurses that I saw Jimi Hendrix. I also cursed like a sailor and kept apologizing for it to all the doctors and nurses. Turns out I was the one that took off all my cloths as they were trying to hold me down.

Then I tried getting out of bed to use the bathroom, even though I wasn't allowed to move. I stood up as everyone panicked, fell out the door into the ER into the arms of a nurse. Who then carried me back into the room.

Another unfortunate consequence of all of this was a very sore and bruised sternum. The nurse damn near split me in half trying to wake me up.


It's very weird waking up to a bunch of strangers monitoring you like your some sort of science experiment. Especially when you are tripping balls.

[callous taoboy]

33. From one psychonaut to another,

bummer.

[callous taoboy]

34. Your tale reminds me of when I ate a poisonous mushroom:

A friend and I were out hiking and found what we were sure were chantrelle mushrooms. Took them home and cooked them up and I ate most of them because he couldn't get over the texture. The taste was good, but there was this weird sour after-taste. He took off to go home. 20 minutes later I am projectile vomiting, sweating, the walls are swirling and I'm on the phone to poison control. Drove self to emergency room, pulling over to puke a few times. Sat in E.R. for EVER, couldn't puke anymore but my head was doing bad things, hating everything, I was glaring at everyone I made eye contact with.
They finally got me in and put me on an I.V. to mellow me out and get fluids in, and a few hours later there is my old man looking at me like, "What the hell..."

Next morning I was bloated like a bullfrog. Great learning experience and let me tell you, there are quite a number of psychoactive mushrooms out there, even the poisonous ones. But whereas the good ones make you feel like all warmth in the world generates from your core, the bad one like I took communicate clearly to you that you fucked up, not just physically but psychologically as well.