One night, I was supposed to go out with my roommates in college but I decided to spend the evening with my girlfriend. My roommates were all dosed at the bar, unbeknownst to some of them. One guy, Johnny (a bonified southern red-neck) never did anything beyond drinking beer. He hardly touched liquor, yet alone weed, let alone acid. It was Johnny's birthday and he was good and drunk while at the bar. The guy, his name was Saint, that was walking around dosing everyone, asked Johnny to stick out his tongue. Johnny obliged and got dosed, but he wasn't satisfied and he said to Saint that he wanted "more." He got more.

Later that morning, I got a phone call from one of my roommate Ian telling me I had to go bail out Johnny from jail at about 4am, we are all still tripping.... My response, "fuck off, I'm sleeping."

Turns out that Johnny was so whacked out that he had to walk home. On his walk home has passed a house that looked so much like the home he grew up in he just had to go inside. Once inside he felt so comfortable that he grabbed a DVD and put it in the DVD player. Johnny sat on the couch for about 15 minutes, watching TV before the cops came in and arrested him.

Can you imagine being the family upstairs when some drugged out redneck is sitting on your couch watching a movie?

That actually happened.

Johnny is now a commercial airline pilot.

That happened too..