When I read acid,I thought LSD.
I tripped balls plenty of times in my younger,foolish days without ending up like that.
Ah, another person with a misspent youth. (and yes I realize this is very off topic, but my drugs are making me wonky this morning, so please excuse.) I had a friend in California that I would visit when I went down there for the summer to stay with my Dad. She was a chemist.

I got arrested for indecent exposure one night. I thought it was a good idea to go dancing naked in the street outside of hardcore men's fetish club which was near the bus terminal, I think it was called the Stallion.The gentlemen of the club were very protective of me and one of them claimed to be my father. I was about 14 and lived out of state, so they ended up letting me go. Then when I flew back to Alaska my moron gene kicked in and I decided to have a trip on my trip home. NOT a good idea. The chemist was way into smoked salmon, so I'd send it to her and she'd send me the microdot. One time she sent me white blotter. I was playing with a piece of paper in my pocket and suddenly realized that I probably took a whole sheet of acid. Luckily it was just a grocery receipt. That little incident earned me the sobriquet “Alice in Wonderland” ( I used to even look the part, or would have it Alice was an early bloomer with one hell of a rack.) That one hung around for ever. My son and his friends now call me Devil Woman. This amuses me. I'm very glad now that I did live that hard (and what I told you was just a small part, there was also a great amount of sex, smack, meth (but they called it crank back then) . I was diagnosed with M.S. A few years ago, so now it's just me and my Vicodin.
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