re: What is/are the craziest drug(s) you’ve ever done?

Baby aspirin

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That doesn’t sound like ketamine to me

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Well for the story, I was playing Smash Bros with this flaming homosexual (still probably the gayest person I’ve ever met) and he was using Pikachu. He was only in Beijing for the summer, and he was playing like the F word. Just B Down, and while he was getting his arse kicked, it was extremely annoying. He manages to KO me and in rage it slips out “Oh you fricking f@$&(t!” I turned to him and said I didn’t mean it that way, and then he starts calling me a homophobe, and then start defending myself with the South Park definition of that word and say that you were absolutely playing like a f&$ from the perspective. He storms out calling me a homophobe and the remaining 3 of us were glad that f@)&)t was gone and agreed he was indeed playing like that.

Few nights later I’m about to leave for backpacking around China for 2 months so we go out to a bar and start drinking, him among us. I then start tripping face extremely quickly with people morphing into baboons and orcs in front of me, and I storm to the bathroom in horror but am not able to make it into the toilet and literally vomiting in the sink from how terrified I was.

Get back to our table and tell them I’ve been drugged. Everyone is terrified, except for the evil twink at the end of the table

F$&)5: “Haha, that’s what you get for being a homophobe!”
Me: “....Do you have something to do with this?!”
F@$)$: “Hahaha.... Maybe...”
*I grab him*
Me: “What the frick did you put in my drink?!”
F*%^: “Special K, baby. It’s on me. Hope you enjoy the trip.”
I look around the table and people are just looking in shock.
Me: “You all heard him?”
One of my friends: “Dude, that so fricked up.”
F*%#^: “What? He called me a f@$$t! He deserved it.”

So three of my friends surround him, I tell him he’s coming outside with us, he said that he’s not going anywhere with us, and then I threaten to tell his study abroad advisor and his parents what he did to me. He reluctantly agrees to go outside with me where I kick his behind an ally. Nothing to brag about since I think almost every woman I know and the vast majority of paraplegics could kick this guys arse with no problem. Got in a cab and went home from there with one hell of a nightmare of a night where I hallucinated all sorts of horrific shite.

In retrospect I should have still turned him over to his study abroad advisor and his parents for it, but I just wanted to catch my train at 9:00 the next morning. If this happened in America, I would have certainly pressed charges. It absolutely felt like rape. My friends told me when I returned that for the next two weeks they didn’t allow him anywhere near them over that. Wouldn’t shock me if that count has thrown a Molotov cocktail on someone if he’s still alive during these circumstances, but I’m betting this piece of shite has fortunately died of some STD by now.

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All those apartments and that shopping center with rouses at Lee and Burbank used to Have cow fields with prime shrooms in the 2000-2005 range

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Yep

Dabbled in my fair share of psychedelics, but one specific trip stands out the most. Was tubing down a river out west with some buddies and when the eigth of shrooms kicked in it felt like i was in a hurricane

Those fields were picked over on football Saturdays in the 80s and 90s. Early bird got the worm!