Mr.Vega
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My friends n I were trippin...all of us again dropped four hits of wizard...1995....I was downstairs by myself n saw this big indian mask hangin on the wall...idk what possessed me to do it but I put the mask on...grabbed a baseball bat n went bk up to the room we were tripping in which was dark w a strobe light n nine inch nails playing....were were 18yrs old just outta h.s.....immediately when I walked in the room isaw a Ouija board floating/spinning in the room....there was an incindent w the board previously so it had a history n I guess they thought me comin bk in the room n seeing it floting around may fk w me....im a veteran tripper by this point in my life so....meh...floating board...not impressed...everyone is speechless as we are tripping so hard...I walk in w the mask on bat in hand n calmly just sit next to by buddy kevin (a twisted drug user such as myself)....im just looking around the room thru the eyeholes of this mask n everyone is just looking at me...board stil floating/spinning from fishing line on ceiling fan....strobe light going...nine inch nails pumping...tripping balls....now til this day none of us know why even he doesnt know why...I turn my head n out of the corner of my eye I see an orange tracer an BAM!!!....an explosion of hot coals in my face....for some reason kevin decides to quickly thrust his cig cherry first rite between my eyes on the mask....I tripped the fuck out immediately stood up and at that moment the board was making its ceiling fan turn right in my direction...in one motion I swing the bat...connecting at the perfect moment...I fucking drilled that board ...split it in half and sent it flying...it was like everything stopped for a moment...complete silence....the music even stopped....I look around the room n everyones just looking at me....except my buddy scott whos curled up in the corner....when he comes up his face is covered...I mean covered in blood....the board flew across the room n hit him right above the eye splitting him wide open...he needed to go the ER but how can u do that trippin like that...can u imagine getting ur eye stitched up trippin ur ass off???..the rest of the night we had to keep him outta the mirror cause all he wanted to do was look at it in the mirror n fuck w it...it was aweful.....thats one of many stories.