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    Drunk Times

    by , 02-27-2015 at 05:22 AM (333 Views)
    1. I was with my friends Dylan, Alex, Trey, and Patrick. We were all sitting inside of Dylan's car and of course, Dylan was driving it. Somehow, Dylan and Alex were drunk. Dylan pulled up to a gas station and told us that he needed to get some gas. Once he drove up to the gas dispenser he turned the car off and got out of the car. Alex then got out of the car as well and so did I just because. Patrick and Trey stayed in the car.
    As Dylan filled up his car, Alex started talking about stupid nonsense stuff, and it didn't surprise me since he was drunk. I turn around and open the door to see what Trey and Pat are doing and I notice that they are gone. I now become semi-lucid and I put my attention back on my drunk buddies. As I turn around back to Dylan and Alex I now see a huge sinkhole in the ground right in front of us. The area below the sinkhole isn't earth though, it's actually what looks to be the inside of a sewer system, but instead of crap flowing through it there was only crystal clear water.
    "Dude, lets go in there" Alex said. We all then descended into this system. As I was stepping down through the crumbled rocks and debri from the sinkhole, I slipped a little bit and ended up sliding down the small rock slope in front of me. I get back up once I stop sliding and I now find myself standing on some sort of sandstone tile. It's actually really nice too. Alex goes in front of me and Dylan and seems pretty eager about the entire situation. We step another level lower off of the sandstone and into the water way. I can feel the fresh water flowing around my feet.
    Not far ahead of us I can see a tunnel, and it is perfectly lit. The tunnel however, was completely filled with water. This obviously didn't make sense considering the water could've flowed out since there was nothing stopping it. Next thing I know, Alex goes into this tunnel and starts swimming through it. There is no air in it whatsoever. I follow behind him out of curiosity and Dylan follows me. Now we are all holding our breath trying to swim through this tunnel.
    Being pro-active, I look ahead of Alex to see how far we have to swim, and also to see if the tunnel opens up at all. Just as I do this I notice that there are a few white pipes sticking out from the walls of this tunnel, and I know that we aren't going to be able to swim past these because it is too tight. Alex sees this as well and he immediately starts reverse-swimming. I say that because, since the tunnel was so small, he wasn't able to turn around so he just started swimming back while facing forwards. It was quite an unusual sight.
    I don't want to get kicked in the face so I immediately start reverse-swimming as well. I know that Dylan will get the catch that he needs to swim back too so I am not worried about him not knowing. It turns out that Dylan did know what was going on and he starts reverse-swimming as well. Quickly we make it out of the tunnel and into fresh breathable air. "Holy shit dude, I couldn't breathe" Alex told us. "Yeah dude neither could I" I told him. I suddenly notice that I really can't breathe well within the dream. I then wake up in waking life to find out that one of my nostrils were closed and I really couldn't breathe out of it.

    2. I was walking through my highschool when I suddenly spot my old friend Daniel. I catch up to him and ask, "Hey man, could you hook me up with a few tabs of acid?". "Yeah, I know a guy. He's selling one hit of acid for 200 dollars" he tells me. "What!?! 200 dollars?!? That's crazy. Can you get him to lower the price" I ask him. "I can try to get you one for 100 dollars, but no lower than that" He says. I decline his offer and tell him thanks anyway and then walk off. There was no way I was paying that much for one hit of acid.

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