It's funny, it's not the purple pill I'm about to toot about, but @Seedsaver toot of a purple pill reminds me of a particular indescesion.

Was 8th or 9th grade, a kid stole "purple pills" from his grandmother regularly and they made their way around school. On a couple occasions I took one to no effect. To this day I have no idea what the script was. Then one evening in my friends room...


My buddy pulls out some 'purple pills'...
Want to take some? I replied "yeah, they don't do anything." I took 2 or 3...πŸ˜’
I was sitting in my buddies room.. Blink an eye.. Im waking up in my bed, at my parents house!


I was so confused... I was JUST at my buddies house... It's morning?? I'm home?? When did I get here? How did I get here? Oh dear... Did I encounter my parents???!
I go downstairs to get a drink... I hear my mom wake. She come near me, I'm holding my breath, she says "I don't know what you were on last night; you walk in and stand there with the door open for ten minutes then you could hardly get up the stairs"



"Don't ever come home like that again!" my mom concluded.
I won't was my pithy reply. And I didn't. No more mystery 'purple pills' for me. πŸ˜‚ True story. Shortly after I went to juvi..

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