My friend was telling me this:
A drug dealer was selling tabs of acid at his school, he had the tabs taped to his chest. A cop somehow noticed he was a dealer and chased him down, he ran out of the school into a field and the cop followed. The dealer started to sweat, all the tabs soaked into his skin. He spends the rest of his days in a mental institute thinking he's a glass of orange juice. His largest fear is someone drinking him and if he lays down, he will spill.
Was my friend pulling my leg or could this really happen with acid overdose? I can't tell you how hard I laughed at this though, but again, it's sad if it's true.
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