[Mr. Blonde]

Originally posted by Niger Angelus:
This is something that really pisses me off.
My girlfriend gets a call from a friend she went to high s school with to go to a party, she doesn't have anything else to do and she doesn't want to go home so she goes. This is around 11:30.

1:22 A.M.
My phone rings and it is her.
'Tyler, I don't feel good, something bad happened...'
I rush over there, as soon as I get to the door, she collapses on me. I ask her if she has been drinking, she had one drink, and she got it off the keg herself. Ok, what then? She said she bummed a cigarette off of someone, took one drag and noticed it tasted funny and suddenly started to feel sick. So she sat down, she was outside, for about one hour and then drove home and proceeded to call me as soon as she arrived.

At first I thought maybe she smoked a joint and was really stoned, nope, she had no signs of marijuana useage. So I stay there with her, get her some water, and sit by her until she finally can go to bed at 2:22 A.M.

I talked to her earlier today, and spent some of the evening with her and she told me that she has still been dizzy all day, and she keeps forgetting things that just happen. She told me that it crackled when she took the drag, hmmm... So I go home, get on Erowid and start doing some research, and bingo, PCP. She was given a cigarette laced with PCP.

What kind of piece of shit does that to a person? Oh, and the guy who invited her, the person she felt she could trust, calls this evening to find out if she is ok, and says sorry, 'Last night must have sucked for you.' Let it be known, if I ever see this person I will kill him. You don't treat girls like that, and you do not conduct yourself at a party like that. Now, many of us are partiers and we know to ask before we take something, she on the other hand isn't. She just started to drink this year, and she has been only to parties with me and her old roomate. But still, who does something like that?

Wow, that's some serious shit man. My girlfriend is going to college next year, and I know what kinds of fucked up guys will be at the parties she will undoubtedly attend; I worry about this kind of shit happening all the time. If something a fraction of this happens, somebody is getting the beating of a lifetime. That is extremely scary shit. I wouldn't wait until you saw him again, i'd track his ass down and find out who gave her that cigarrette.