that’s wisdom for ya.

And Noel, anyone who calls someone a moron, twice, but hasn’t ever heard of an apostrophe, really needs a better mirror.

I was in my hometown visiting, and I had just finished playing an open mic night. I was with old friends, at one of my favorite bars. Combine the two, and you have a recipe for full blown brain damage. After the show, we decided to head over to the drummer’s house and start passin’ the bong around.

Not 50 feet from the bar, cop lights came on behind me. FUCK! And that horrible shot of nerve juice that goes up your neck when you see em’ hit me like a ton of bricks (anybody who’s ever been pulled over at night, knows exactly what i’m talking about).

So lucky me, i get the lesbian butch cop. She immediately shines the light in my face, notices all my tattoos, piercings, etc. She takes one look at me and says “You know you’re goin’ to jail tonight, right”?. I nodded with a half smirk on my face.

“Step out of the car sir.”

*SPLAT*

I set one foot out of the car and my face immediately hit the pavement. I was so drunk I couldn’t even stand up. The bitch actually had to help me up so she could put handcuffs on me. Can we say “DUI” and a few nights in jail?

Anyways, yes. I fucked up. Bad. So now I always go to bars that are walking distance from my house. A very proud salute to all you DD’s out there. You guys save lives man! lol

-Cheers

Prior to the beginning of the movie (about 30min.) my friend and I ate at least 6-10 small caps and 3-4 large caps each. I had never done them before and had no idea what kind of limit I should set on my self and he hadnt done enough to know that was probably a few too many. I expected everything to be completely cool…

I was sooo wrong.

At the point in the movie where Johnny Depp first comes out the factory I started to lose it. I told them I couldn’t stay in here for that because it was too intense & ran out before anyone could say otherwise. When I got into the hallway I then proceeded to throw up and pass out until my g/f threw powerade on me to wake me up. She told me she was going to go get my friend and for me to wait there for them to return. Unfortunately that was impossible for me and as soon as she left I went to the bathroom to go see just how bad I looked. Understand that at the day Im wearing all black (Tripp pants & band tee) with green spiked hair and a dog collar. my friends were all dressed similar so saying we looked odd would be an understatement. Somewhere in that space of time my friends came out to find me missing and began looking for me (without me knowing they were). I walked out to find the hall empty and the trip only getting harder. I decided then and there to go and look for my friends who just HAD to be in the theater and forgot about me (that was my line of thinking at the time). So I began to search the theater- the wrong theater. I was walking up to people in the rows asking them if they had seen the “people that look like me.” this went on until some people began to get angry and I decided it best to leave before I got in trouble. As soon as I went out into the hall again though I began hearing child like laughter and that instrument that a jack in the box sounds like when you wind it. I sat down beside a steel trash bin and began crying because at this point I was out of it completely; walls fluctuating, lights dimming and brightening, sounds distorted, everyone it seemed was looking at me!

Luckily my friends eventually found me. They went to the grocery store beside the theater because that’s where they thought i had gone to escape. We then had to drive about 20miles from the theater to my g/f’s house high on mushrooms -none of us with licenses in a 68 El Camino, primer black with no AC.
Needless to say all I remember about that was that we stopped at a gas station momentarily to sell some of the shooms to a girl we knew. While there I thought I sat in a fire ant bed beside the car and began running around screaming in the parking lot about it and not a single ant or ant bite on me. No, there wasn’t even an ant bed there.

After that we rode the next 16 miles and all I recall is the song Wonderwall by Oasis and the sound of the wind roaring in my ears because the windows were down due to no AC.

How we got back safely and not get busted by the cops I’ll never know.

This is a good jam! Wanna cut a demo?