I was of that thought as well - that he was a conservative guy who exaggerated his beliefs to mess with people - until it was discovered that he's a well-educated and affluent urbanite working in the sciences.
I had a pretty bad trip doing shrooms and ecstasy together - but I think it was an environmental thing more than anything else. Me and my girlfriend at the time took them and had a lot of stuff planned. We watch Earth Girls are Easy during the giggles and then had a bunch of fun clothes & colorful balls to play with, along with finger paints. It was shaping up to be a fucking boat ride, man. But then my roommate came home and needed help with something with his truck. So I went out to help, and my job was to do something in the driver seat. To this day I don't remember what it was but I did it well I guess.
Anyway, it was at this point that I looked out of the window and saw my neighbor waving. It felt like it went on for an hour, him just waving at me. Then I looked at the sky and it had this oil-floating-on-water look to it. Then I realized "Oh shit, we all died. There must have been a huge explosion or something, but we're definitely all dead now." And that was okay until I got back inside our apartment and rejoined my girlfriend in the bedroom. Once I was in that box things deteriorated quickly. I remember she went to the bathroom, out of sight, and she might as well had stopped existing from my point of view. I spent the last hour or so just kind of sitting there with my eyes closed - which I knew was no-good from my very first trip*.
I remember being ecstatic the moment I was able to start grabbing hold of reality again. In retrospect, it was a pretty bad trip but at the same time - what a trip! Didn't stop me from doing it again. Whether good or bad, I've always come away from them with realizations that improve my life. I remember one time feeling really guilty about not calling my parents enough - so I started doing that more often. Another time I realized what a lazy piece of shit I was being at that time, and I stopped being such a lazy piece of shit.
My first trip I was just a retard and didn't eat them until after 9PM. So they didn't really hit until 11 and I had to work in the morning. I was still coming down by the time I walked into the office. The dude who sold them to me sat behind me and was laughing at me via company chat. I think I "slept" a whole 1 hour that night.
I never saw aborted fetuses or gore. That wouldn't be cool.
Who are people like me?
I think he used to troll, but I don't think he was a troll. WDA was a full blown troll. That Wet Blanket guy is a guy who trolls but isn't a troll. RIP was more of a guy who was extreme, and would sometimes troll. He would be pretty reasonable in one thread, and then off the wall in another. Yet in any thread he would literally get insulted and/or cursed at multiple times. Only people I saw getting off on anything were the ones having a blast insulting him. I pointed it out to your liberal brethren Slick one time that his language was unnecessary and he doesn't respond he's a liberal troll, he literally responds "I don't like him, he deserves it". Not cool.
I saw the dude consistently get bullied, cursed at, name called, and he never used to retaliate or return the derogatory nature. He was pretty much cyber-bullied here by many, and it was let rock because he was "disliked".
I got another profile message from him this morning under his new handle (Paper Boy or something), but it's gone now and looks the entire account was scrubbed.
I’ve spoken to RIP in real life and know him, he was not a troll. Just a mild mannered guy with conservative views. The liberals here are just smearing him by claiming he was a liberal.
To me it's similar to TCK, not gonna hate the guy because he goes off the rocker sometimes imo. Sometimes I'll debate him, sometimes I'll just skip over his post/thread onto the next, but insult him constantly? Nah. No one is that much better than anyone else when everyone is just talking about their opinions on topics.
I had a pretty bad trip doing shrooms and ecstasy together - but I think it was an environmental thing more than anything else. Me and my girlfriend at the time took them and had a lot of stuff planned. We watch Earth Girls are Easy during the giggles and then had a bunch of fun clothes & colorful balls to play with, along with finger paints. It was shaping up to be a fucking boat ride, man. But then my roommate came home and needed help with something with his truck. So I went out to help, and my job was to do something in the driver seat. To this day I don't remember what it was but I did it well I guess.
Anyway, it was at this point that I looked out of the window and saw my neighbor waving. It felt like it went on for an hour, him just waving at me. Then I looked at the sky and it had this oil-floating-on-water look to it. Then I realized "Oh shit, we all died. There must have been a huge explosion or something, but we're definitely all dead now." And that was okay until I got back inside our apartment and rejoined my girlfriend in the bedroom. Once I was in that box things deteriorated quickly. I remember she went to the bathroom, out of sight, and she might as well had stopped existing from my point of view. I spent the last hour or so just kind of sitting there with my eyes closed - which I knew was no-good from my very first trip*.
I remember being ecstatic the moment I was able to start grabbing hold of reality again. In retrospect, it was a pretty bad trip but at the same time - what a trip! Didn't stop me from doing it again. Whether good or bad, I've always come away from them with realizations that improve my life. I remember one time feeling really guilty about not calling my parents enough - so I started doing that more often. Another time I realized what a lazy piece of shit I was being at that time, and I stopped being such a lazy piece of shit.
My first trip I was just a retard and didn't eat them until after 9PM. So they didn't really hit until 11 and I had to work in the morning. I was still coming down by the time I walked into the office. The dude who sold them to me sat behind me and was laughing at me via company chat. I think I "slept" a whole 1 hour that night.
The only time I've had shrooms (Psilocybe Subaeruginosa) was when they were given to me by a Muslim drug counsellor as "herbal tea"... I think he misunderstood his job title.
Wasn't very strong though. Not the sort of ego death, forget you're a human type experience.
To me it's similar to TCK, not gonna hate the guy because he goes off the rocker sometimes imo. Sometimes I'll debate him, sometimes I'll just skip over his post/thread onto the next, but insult him constantly? Nah. No one is that much better than anyone else when everyone is just talking about their opinions on topics.
I got another profile message from him this morning under his new handle (Paper Boy or something), but it's gone now and looks the entire account was scrubbed.
Lol. Yea I was perplexed by the gay thing. I could care less if I was called gay. Much nicer than racist or nazi. But then again I'm cool with admitting I can find other dudes attractive, so there is that.
The only time I've had shrooms (Psilocybe Subaeruginosa) was when they were given to me by a Muslim drug counsellor as "herbal tea"... I think he misunderstood his job title.
Wasn't very strong though. Not the sort of ego death, forget you're a human type experience.
Lol. Yea I was perplexed by the gay thing. I could care less if I was called gay. Much nicer than racist or nazi. But then again I'm cool with admitting I can find other dudes attractive, so there is that.
Payak was a dude who managed to get himself a Professional Fighter tag here on the dog. He had people fooled for years - including me. I used to PM him all the time and never once did I - or anyone, really - think that he wasn't who he said he was. But holy shit were we all wrong. He claim he was Thai - he wasn't. He claimed he was a professional fighter - he wasn't. Everything about his online persona was a sham. It's probably the greatest troll job this forum has ever seen. Rip would come in a close second.
Yea. My wife told me today I'm obsessed with my body as I lifted my shorts after leg day(today). She loves it no matter how much she acts to the contrary
here's what really happened. he thought a certain mod was gay, (misinterpreted a comment) and when that mod confronted him Rip apologized for the confusion and dropped it.
Please stop spreading this lie. I like Rip, I hope mods do indeed let him back even if it's on a short leash. I don't think trying to lie about what happened will help mods let him back. It only reinforces that he's some sort of bothersome cult of personality if he's around.
That's not at all what happened. Rip called Pan gay, got called out in it, then switched his attack to Computer Fogie being gay and had a screen shot of "proof" of Fogie's gayness from a joke post about seeing Obama at his same gay orgy.
Rip never apologized, just doubled down on saying gay mods were after him. I literally begged him to stop from ground zero of the Jussie thread and the kept driving towards to cliff to his doom.
I had a pretty bad trip doing shrooms and ecstasy together - but I think it was an environmental thing more than anything else. Me and my girlfriend at the time took them and had a lot of stuff planned. We watch Earth Girls are Easy during the giggles and then had a bunch of fun clothes & colorful balls to play with, along with finger paints. It was shaping up to be a fucking boat ride, man. But then my roommate came home and needed help with something with his truck. So I went out to help, and my job was to do something in the driver seat. To this day I don't remember what it was but I did it well I guess.
Anyway, it was at this point that I looked out of the window and saw my neighbor waving. It felt like it went on for an hour, him just waving at me. Then I looked at the sky and it had this oil-floating-on-water look to it. Then I realized "Oh shit, we all died. There must have been a huge explosion or something, but we're definitely all dead now." And that was okay until I got back inside our apartment and rejoined my girlfriend in the bedroom. Once I was in that box things deteriorated quickly. I remember she went to the bathroom, out of sight, and she might as well had stopped existing from my point of view. I spent the last hour or so just kind of sitting there with my eyes closed - which I knew was no-good from my very first trip*.
I remember being ecstatic the moment I was able to start grabbing hold of reality again. In retrospect, it was a pretty bad trip but at the same time - what a trip! Didn't stop me from doing it again. Whether good or bad, I've always come away from them with realizations that improve my life. I remember one time feeling really guilty about not calling my parents enough - so I started doing that more often. Another time I realized what a lazy piece of shit I was being at that time, and I stopped being such a lazy piece of shit.
My first trip I was just a retard and didn't eat them until after 9PM. So they didn't really hit until 11 and I had to work in the morning. I was still coming down by the time I walked into the office. The dude who sold them to me sat behind me and was laughing at me via company chat. I think I "slept" a whole 1 hour that night.
The key is pure molly. A dude I met in college cooked MDMA and extracted psilocybin into white chocolates. It was like a rollercoaster. You're feeling good off the molly, and when that waves out, you immediately fly into tripping balllllllls. Then when you stop with the visualizations, you want to party again. Our crash pad was oscillating between blacklight paradise and whatever dubstep shit we could find on youtube. It was the first time I ever saw drinking out of cups lol.
The worst bad trip I ever saw was my buddy going off of like 4g's of some super fire hydroponic shrooms. We had been eating dirt up until then, so he didn't think about it. He ended up going through 4 gallons of ice cream while watching south park because he said it was the only thing anchoring him to reality. I started laughing at him, and he burst into tears. He said that my laugh sounded like the devil and he was afraid he was going to die if I kept laughing. At that point, we realized he was balls deep in the bad place.
Payak was a dude who managed to get himself a Professional Fighter tag here on the dog. He had people fooled for years - including me. I used to PM him all the time and never once did I - or anyone, really - think that he wasn't who he said he was. But holy shit were we all wrong. He claim he was Thai - he wasn't. He claimed he was a professional fighter - he wasn't. Everything about his online persona was a sham. It's probably the greatest troll job this forum has ever seen. Rip would come in a close second.
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