I wen't to a Dr Jurds race day one time on a bus trip organised by my local RSL club.
When I was there a girl kicked my stubby over, she said sorry and told me she'd get me another one. I just assumed she'd fucked off into the crowd but about 20 mins later she came back with another drink for me. It tasted a bit strange and kept an extra frothy head on it right to the bottom.
After about half an hour I started to feel wierd and started getting distorted hearing and vision, then after an hour I was zooming my tits off. It was fucking awesome, I don't know what it was but it wasn't acid.
On the bus trip on the way home I thought I was on a spaceship and everyone had distorted heads and faces and looked like aliens. Then when I got to about 30 kms from home I started to come to my senses and realised it was just a bus and remembered what was going on.
I lived about 15 kms from town where the bus was going so I wanted to get dropped off out the front of the my house as the bus was going straight past. I was still disoriented and I thought I was nearly there about 5 kms early so I went down to the driver and asked him to stop. He stopped and I realised it wasn't my house so I said sorry and the driver kept going.
I thought I did that (got the driver to pull over at the wrong place) two or three times but I found out the next day I did it about 30 times. I do remember all the passengers on the bus booing and jeering, but I was that wasted I didn't realise they were doing it because of me.
Fuck it was a good day, I left with about 50 bucks in my pocket and came home over three hundred from all my winning bets. I also had several phone numbers from girls that I'd chatted up.
Some days the stars just line up and everything goes well.