Do you have any stories pertaining to that question, or know of anyone close to you that have?
New yrs eve ... Me and my husband went to a friends house/party to ring in the new yr.. they had some really good moonshine (no shit) For 10 bucks per quart jar.
They had lemonade, grape, strawberry and the strongest of all, the clear.. which tastes essentially like rubbing alcohol.
I took a few swigs to taste the different flavors, with lemon being my favorite.
I kept it to a minimum, as I decided to stick with beers to keep from getting beligerant around some people I didnt trust.
We were at our neighbor ' Chuck's ' house, and some other horribly rednecks decided to join to taste the booze.
They kept pushing the clear on me and my husband. My husband was game.
Keep in mind both of the other neighbors 'Paul Randy' and 'Kenny' have done hard time. Paul randy has several stab wounds one of which punctured his lung, and has been shot a few times as well. Kenny is just creepy... but it wasnt my house so I couldnt ask them to leave.
My husband is a little guy, but when he drinks he can really put it away...and when he gets drunk to a certain point, he just falls asleep.
He started acting really weird!! He went over and started turning the stove on, and he handed me a rolled cigarette and told me it was a joint, something he would normally never do, because I used to smoke and its really hard for me to stay off the cigs.
Thats when I made him go home... he started talking really weird, putting words together and saying numbers and dumb shit, and started getting a little violent.
TOTALLY UNCHARACTERISTIC!!!!
He lost his lighter, and I'm glad because he kept trying to light a firecracker like a cigarette.
he didnt pass out until 5:30 something in the morning, I had to baby sit him.
this totally terrified me!!!!
The next day he didnt remember anything.
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Then, just a few weeks ago, 'Chuck' called us over to eat with them, he'd made all kinds of food for some event and didnt end up going.
As we walked in, we saw Paul Randy ... it would have been rude to have just walked out, AND we have to live close to this psycho, so we didnt want to make waves, so we decided to make a plate and leave.
Paul Randy called Kenny, who promptly came over, they kept giving each other sneaky looks. I had to help put some food in the fridge, and without thinking (I'll never ever make this mistake again) I left my beer on the counter... what I thought was in plain sight, were there was a bunch of people in the room so I didnt think anyone would make a move on it. I was wrong.
I'd only had 3 beers (I can hold WAY more) and my husband said that I was acting OUT THERE... so he took me home.
I dont remember anything after we had sex THE FIRST TIME.
Thats when I went crazy.... I dont remember anything.
I told him that I demanded sex from him, and once we were in the act, I told him that I wouldnt continue if he didnt allow me to scream his name at the top of my lungs.... and I did!
I made him pull my hair SO hard that my scalp was SO sore the next day.
I made him bite me and leave serious marks.
I peed in the floor beside the bed, and rolled up in a ball freaking out saying a bunch of weird shit...similar to what he did that night, and I wouldnt come back to bed.
I would never do something like that on normal substances.
On top of that, I soaked around 11 beers. I'm only about 140 lbs.
To do that in a couple hrs time is insane for me. I can do that if I'm pacing myself ....
I scared him so bad, he didnt know what was happening to me.
Neither of us went to the hospital, but I did get checked out by a nurse the next day.
I feel like I was r-aped, even though I wasnt technically.
I have no memories of anything that happened that night once whatever it was hit me.
My other neighbor who went to Kenny's saw a small bottle with a dropper... and when she asked him what it was, he grabbed it, and hid it getting very defensive about it, telling her she didnt need to know what it was.
I wasnt right in the head completely for about 3 days. Same with my husband.
We told Chuck, that we were drugged at his house, and he banned those people from coming back over.
Paul Randy and Kenny used to joke about jumping in with me and my husband. I think they were trying to r-ape both of us.
From what I can find out online, I think they used a large amount of Ketamine. and it had such a strong reaction combined with alcohol and our medications.
Oh how I hate rednecks from Ky.
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