Whenever these stories come out I think I’d be that guy. But once you’re given a description of yourself and your clothing?!
We used to drop a couple tabs to find ourselves
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shalafi@lemmy.world 4 hours ago
chocrates@piefed.world 3 hours ago
He’s trashed, I want to know why the sober people didn’t figure it out
watson387@sopuli.xyz 2 hours ago
I don’t drink anymore, but when I did I definitely could have been that guy. Blackout drunk is wild.
Ininewcrow@piefed.ca 2 hours ago
Did they give up the search?
slothrop@lemmy.ca 4 hours ago
True story, late 1970s a bunch of us were camping and buddy drops a hit of purple microdot…not feeling it after about an hour so he drops another…an hour later he vanishes. Nothing we can do as access to our camp is by water only, it’s pitch black, and we’re in the bush…bear, deer, moose, etc. Buddy stumbles out of the woods after daylight…he’d spent 10 hours hugging a tree, on 2 hits of cid. He never did acid again.