Citation: A-watt. "Sizzurp and a Little Blue Pill: An Experience with Promethazine-Codeine & MDA (exp90482)". Erowid.org. Jan 25, 2018. erowid.org/exp/90482
MDA SIZZURP BEER and ren-fest
We were at ren-fest in Katy TX, and everyone was starting the day off with beer pong and bowls of dank, so I played a few games until I got a mild buzz.
It's 11am and we all decide to leave the campsite and go to the fairgrounds. 11am I make my sizzurp roughly 3oz of some dark thick ass mud lean, some prescription purp, mixed it with my Lean anti-energy beverage (active ingredients melatonin, rose hips, and other herbal extracts) and me and my Styrofoam cup are ready for a good time. I drink my magical mix and smoke a purple red (red 100 with lean on it) up to the entrance gate, 2mi away.
11:20am I notice the guy taking are tickets is talking very slow and the colors are brighter in my field of vision. I'm leaning pretty damn hard, I was the last one to the entrance, because I was walking slow. This is were it gets really fucking hard to remember, so no more concept of time. my friends told me I was shuffling around so slow that they all left me behind.
12pm I'm in the midst of a ren-fair leanin lower than a gas tank on 'E'. Everything is fucking magical and I can barely stand up. Random people keep coming up to me asking if I'm ; I reply with thing like 'balls this is awesome' and 'yeah... Everything's... Great, just wonder-full 8D' I wound up watching some shows and marveling at Renaissance shit in shops and had an epic munch session with some roasted nuts then a chocolate dipped cheese cake. Oh yeah at some point when I blacked out I drank another oz or 2 with a sprite; come to think of it that's when I blacked out.
Dark like 5-8pm. Later we go to our campsite and HOT DAMN our neighbor is selling drugs, if I would have known what half of what he was selling was I would have left with no cash to say the least. I knew what MDMA was but he said I should take MDA instead because I was leaning and he said it was a 'more chill roll'. So I buy a little blue pill and bombard my neighborly dealer with an array of questions about the substance
I buy a little blue pill and bombard my neighborly dealer with an array of questions about the substance
, and he replied 'it's fucking legit I'm tripping dude, no more questions for now'. If only I would have known how annoying that was back then. I try to bribe my now passed out friends with said pill, and none are takers, I pop it and go hang out with the neighbors.
By midnight I feel it, I cant tell what but it's there and it looks great, colors are over vibrant super chill scene at campsite. No real teeth chattering just mild shaking, but I felt fucking amazing, and went in my tent to sleep. Once my head hits the pillow I look over at my door zipper and it explodes into fractals, but I still have a grasp on reality, or so I thought. I realized sleep was not in my near future and decided to go to the fire circle. When I opened the tent it was like that music video where jack black eats a bunch of shrooms and everything is like a cartoon. There are birds chirping, light is shooting everywhere, and walking feels great, like damn good.
I go to the fire circle to find a deserted ember with one or two ppl still hitting like one fuckin drum, so I take an epic piss, fuck it must have bin a 5min urination. I go back to the campsite and chill and smoke until everyone passes out. I finally pass out.
The next day I felt amazing, I felt awesome for like a week afterward. My friends were all dead to the world but I was down right smitten. I think the lean deadened the body load alot, but the visuals I got opened me up to psychedelics. Sass and Cid are my two favorites now, but only because weed isn't a real drug. PS. I wouldn't advise taking more than 2oz of prom/cod syrup unless you know your shit, which I did and I had a great time.
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