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The first time I dropped acid was at a party after work. Now this was a busy Mexican place with lots of booze. I don't remember how much I drank but when the blotter kicked in I remember being in the median of the highway, propositioning a married waitress, and pissing in my manager's van on the way home. My mom had given me a 2am curfew, I literally crawled through the door at 1:57am.
The next morning was orientation day for highschool. My friends just kinda dragged me around because I was still too fucked up to function. My picture for my ID was choice.......definitely look stoned.
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