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Originally Posted by Gravydoo II
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give me 20 xanex and ima start droppin dem there aint no stoppin dem - jordan peterson
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I’ve tried zanny before, had bad experiences, but looking back now I find them funny. Forgot if I told this story before:
My step cousin was an extremely attractive gal who only hung out with extremely attractive girl friends. Her best friend was this blonde bombshell, I mean 11/10 could easily be a pro model, was a professional go go dancer at bars, gorgeous face and body like a fitness model, D cup fake boobs
They invited my cousin and I to meet them at a super popular country bar one night and hang out. I knew obviously there was a chance I could get asked to dance, at the time I sucked at country dancing (two step, very popular here in az esp with the white chicks), and I just dreaded it. I had bummed some zanny off a female co-worker months ago who had a prescription, but never felt a need to take any
So I figured take a half of those, that will relax you to where you can dance. But we also pre-gamed at my cousins house and had a few beers. I had never done Xanax before, or maybe once ever in my life, so my tolerance was zero, and I just popped it and then immediately threw back like 3 beers
We’re standing in this hella-long line of sweaty (we’re in az) dudes waiting to get in. Like an hour+ line. Chicks got right in, dudes had to wait in line. I actually got half way through it and then….something strange started happening. From the corners of my vision towards the center, started this brown wave of color. Eventually my entire sight was brown, I could no longer see. I could still hear, somewhat, but everyone’s voices were muffled, like that teacher in the Charlie Brown cartoon
“Oh shit, I’m passing out” I thought, and grabbed the railing for dear life, there was absolutely nowhere to sit. I musta been swaying because the next thing I knew a hand was gripping my shoulder tight and my cousin’s voice was in my ear “bro, what the fuck is wrong with you?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine, just a little dizzy”. He responded with “Jesus Christ man, I’ll help hold you up”. And he did, and I used all my willpower to concentrate on gripping that railing for dear life despite still not being able to see. I took a few steps forward and then eventually we were 2nd in line from the front
“Look bro, the bouncer is just ahead. You need to get your shit together, because if he sees you about to pass out he’s not going to let us in and then this entire hour long wait has been for nothing. Ok? So GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER”
“Ok man, I got this”. I shook my head a few times, and I could see well enough to see the bouncer and show him my ID. We got in. I made a beeline for the bar, waving cash in the air to get the bartender to come over. He expected me to order drinks but I said “water please, I don’t feel good, I need as much water as you can give me”. He gave me two huge cups of water and I tipped him like $6. I slammed the water and eventually felt better
It was all for nothing, there was no room to dance so everyone was just standing around. Neither of us really had any shot with our stepcousin’s gorgeous friend and she was so insanely hot, that other bro’s from the bar would walk up and start talking to her while we were already talking to her. I realized jeez if you had a gf this hot, you would literally have to be getting in fights every time you both went out to a bar
Anyway, still had a decent time, dont think I ever did another zanny for years