A couple months back I did so much cocaine I started hallucinating loved ones catching me, and went on an adventure through the woods seeing and hearing all types of scary weird things. I almost died after coming down eating a Xanax and the paramedics woke me up with a resting heart rate of 60 bmp, an asked me what day of the month it was, where I was and whom I am. Somehow I answered everything 100% accurate and my wife was furious, cause they said he seems fine. I was not. Your turn!!!
