yeah fatty I wouldn't fuck with that shit if I were you. but I dunno. Its a matter of being able to decipher whats real and what isn't and being able to control yourself more than anything. I got a friend that takes that shit and he takes medication for anger, depression, insomnia and he's a generally crazy guy.
He likes heavy trips though but since the guy isn't the most mentally stable I refuse to trip with him even though he's pretty cool. And I could probably count on him to not lose his shit (if he were around me though otherwise he wouldn't care), its still something I don't want to worry about.
I've never been in a position at which I couldn't control what I said, thought, and felt. That really shook me up the first time, which is why I said the thing bout losing sanity.
DEUCE: MEETING THE URINE UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL AND REALIZING IT'S JUST LIKE ME AND MY PREJUDICES THIS WHOLE TIME WERE COMPLETELY FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PTTTTHTHTHH GOD IT'S EVERYWHERE<br />DEUCE: FUCK THIS TASTES LIKE PISS<br />PANTS: WHERE IT SHOULD TASTE LIKE COTTON CANDY OR PICKLES<br />DEUCE: OR AT LEAST LIKE URINE NOT PISS