Experiences - Cocaine Disasters!

[yunalesca]

So about an hour ago SWIM purchased 1.5 grams from her trusty dealer/friend. While driving back home, SWIM and her roommate thought it would be fun to do some lines before they went to SWIM's friends concert so SWIM is cutting up lines on a CD case while her roommate was driving when all of a sudden....

SWIM's roommate hit a HUGE (easily avoidable) pothole and all the coke on the cd case flew everywhere including SWIM's face and clothes. Needless to say, SWIM was pissed at losing that much and probably only has about .7-.8 of a gram left. *sigh* Anything similar ever happen to SWIY's?

*of course, SWIM knows she and her roomie probably should've waited until the car was in park to indulge but you know how overeager coke users get, LOL*

[BoxStar]

SWIM once coughed strongly over a huge “railtrack”-type line that was around 10cm long and had some 500-600mg of powder on it; SWIM was in a business suit at work and covered all his jacket and pants with powder although he did his best to make it go away, walking from the restroom with an obvious white smudge on SWIM clothes earned him quite a “few” funny looks wherever he went through the whole day.

Note: The dosage mentioned should be considered very high and dangerous, SWIM had (and still has) substantial tolerance to cocaine so a half-a-gram rail was his average line at that time.

[cra$h]

swim let a friend blow out a line, and only had a gram. long story short, the asshole blew out once he got a little taste. salvaged some, but lost around .3

[RedBaron]

Swim once had a full gram laid out on a cd case to have it all knocked onto a White carpet by one of his friends.

Barely any of it was salvaged and it just didn't turn out to be the greatest evening like Swiy can imagine.

[Lehendakari]

Once, a friend of SWIM's was doing lines with a very sharp razor blade and he cut himself up, blood spilled all over the table, the blade, the guy's clothes and it affected part of the white too. He made himself a pretty deep cut on his thumb. SWIM and SWIM's friends were pretty drunk and coked up already so they all freaked out because of the amount of blood seen. The guy was ok and didn't need professional aid.

[Saybin]

SWIM was already very coked up and had about 6 large lines cut across a CD case. SWIM needed to calm down so he put the bill he was snorting with on the CD case. Well that bill folded up and scraped all the yayo in between the seats of his car and the middle console. That had made SWIM very sad lol.

[Rockzo]

Back when my buddy was into blow, he told me of an awful night he had...


He was hanging out with his dealer, whose girlfriend at the time was all messed up on some pills. A good friend of his, who we'll call A called and wanted to get some white... Well, the dealer needed to re-up, so he decided he'd turn it into a trip. The friends and the dealer all got into the car and drove to the dealers supplier to pick up the supply... The dealer bought about a half ounce... They went back to the house and along the way did a bit on a DVD case... The dealers girlfriend apparently had a problem with A, so everyone wanted A to stay in the car. She refused, and the dealers attitude was "I don't give a fuck, it's my house, my girlfriend doesn't own it, she can calm her ass down"... So A starts walking to the house, holding the DVD case... The girlfriend comes outside, pissed, pushes A... No spill... My friend says "A, gimme the tray, A GIMME THE TRA--" SLAP! The girlfriend slaps the tray... it's all lost in the dirt on the ground... Dealer is pissed, friend is pissed, A is pissed, girlfriend is pissed... Awful night for my buddy.


That story is why I'd gladly deal with a paranoid coke head than a fucked up pill head...

[tobid]

A couple spring to mind...

The first time swim tried ching he bought 4 grams for himself and others. He got through about one and a half over a couple of nights himself and sold the rest, was left with half and went to see a friend. Racks up 3 lines on a cd case for himself and friend and her boyfriend then put it out the way on a shelf for them all to indulge before they leave the house and go out. Shortly afterwards friend's boyfriend says "Let's have some different music" and picks up the cd case (it was well out of the way of the rest of the cds and in fact anyone who wasn't going out of their way to reach it, and he knew the gear was on it) and the whole lot falls on the floor.

Shit. He says "Oops I forgot" and everyone grumbles.

Never mind there's still enough for another 3 skinny ones so swim racks up again and places the cd case on top of a wardrobe, just poking over the edge. Everyone finishes getting ready. It's time to go out so swim asks friend's boyf to get the cd, he turns and reaches and instead of gripping it somehow knocks it off the edge of the wardrobe onto the floor...


Another time much later in swim's life he was out in London and whilst having a fag (smoking a cigarette to our US viewers who are probably even now sniggering their drink onto their keyboards) outside a pub a couple of street urchins sidle up and ask if anyone is interested in some coke. They offer testers. Swim has been drinking for some time and is in the precise mood for a nice line, has a quick dab at what's being offered and decides it's good. Very good in fact. These kids have it sorted. He buys a gram and in high spirits heads off to another pub where he meets a couple of old friends. He invites them to the toilet to partake and they all cram into a cubicle, which turns out to contain no flat surfaces at all (the whily landlord knows his crowd too well) but a solution soon emerges. One guy gets his card out, swim tips some of the powdery gear onto it and the last guy turns round to hold the door shut as the lock wasn't great.

As he does so his elbow connects with the card, spilling all the powder, and bag that it's being poured from, into the open toilet. Everyone stares down at the swiftly dissolving joy dust and then looks at each other as if to say 'who's going to be the first to go into that shitty bowl and drink the water?'. Fortunately none of us did.

Oh, and the guy who's elbow did the damage... My friend's boyfriend of old.

Thing with both the above cases is not a lot of coke or money was lost each time but it was all that was available to swim there and then, and he was really looking forward to it. That's cocaine for you.

[time-for-action]

One time SWIM was intoxicated from a heavy dose of weed, then tried to cut up the last small amount of coke after his ex girlfriend snorted a fuckload. The reflective coke cutting tray thing was half on the table and half off it but SWIM couldnt tell the difference. 5 minutes later SWIM's ex girlfriend leans onto SWIM's shoulder and SWIM makes sudden movement from paranoia that ex girlfriend turned into a monster, cocaine and tray on floor and only recoverable by a vacuum cleaner, stupid carpet.

[frenchywife]

Originally Posted by tobid

Another time much later in swim's life he was out in London and whilst having a fag (smoking a cigarette to our US viewers who are probably even now sniggering their drink onto their keyboards) outside a pub a couple of street urchins sidle up and ask if anyone is interested in some coke. They offer testers. Swim has been drinking for some time and is in the precise mood for a nice line, has a quick dab at what's being offered and decides it's good. Very good in fact. These kids have it sorted. He buys a gram and in high spirits heads off to another pub where he meets a couple of old friends. He invites them to the toilet to partake and they all cram into a cubicle, which turns out to contain no flat surfaces at all (the whily landlord knows his crowd too well) but a solution soon emerges. One guy gets his card out, swim tips some of the powdery gear onto it and the last guy turns round to hold the door shut as the lock wasn't great.

As he does so his elbow connects with the card, spilling all the powder, and bag that it's being poured from, into the open toilet. Everyone stares down at the swiftly dissolving joy dust and then looks at each other as if to say 'who's going to be the first to go into that shitty bowl and drink the water?'. Fortunately none of us did.

SWIM has had a similar experience where just minutes after securing 3 bags from dealer friend at a bar, SWIM naturally takes a trip to the bathroom and clumsily drops one of the bags in the toilet. SWIM then confronts dealer friend and explains what just happened and of course, no replacement was offered - although SWIM kind of knew her chances were slim. Another time, SWIM had cleaned out her bullet and refilled it without properly drying it first - needless to say all had been lost!

[the419king]

Originally Posted by tobid

Oh, and the guy who's elbow did the damage... My friend's boyfriend of old.

My guinea pig Thomas read this and decided that SWIY's friend's boyfriend was an a*** who should not be trusted. These are obviously unconscious reactions of a hostile intent.

Thomas suggests one should choose one's cola-mates more carefully.

[chinpokomaster]

Sometimes when SWIM is racking up, some bits that are quite hard will fly off at an angle and onto the floor.

[dadrone]

SWIM hadn't done coke in a while and he ran into some. Of course, he lined one up *just like the old days* in fat, long rail fashion. He got about half way through, started to lose capacity and 3/4 through the line, he sneezed/coughed/something that made the rest of that line and another line go everywhere.

[EyesOfTheWorld]

Monkey was theoretically involved in sales of this rotten drug........anyway he sold a gram to his best friend who proceeded to drunkenly drop the mirror, and all the blow on it. Monkey couldnt afford to give him one on the house so he helped him pick thru the shag carpet for chunks. His friend recovered about .4 gs, which Monkey made him share with him for the effort involved

[Adina]

hi! first post, but i can so relate...

NYC trip...getting party favours is tough out of town...and when you finally make it happen and your bff is so wasted she sends it into your jet black hair, her black top and the toilet things literally go down the pipes....
however, not to be outdone, my other two bff (married gay couple) manage to hook themselves up with a gorgeous "model" (cause every hot boy in nyc is....). they go back for an little after hours fun only to be given the boot because they too also dropped the cd case that was holding the yay!!
if only it was like a martini, i never drop those!