Words of wisdom from Warrel Dane

i have a story about Amsterdam

i think it was the first week i have ever spent in Amsterdam, it was back in 2001,
and i slept in a cool Hostel on one of the main streets called: The Flying Pig.
it was 2 days after Wacken Open Air 2001, i just got back from Germany, and i was still hangover, and feeling sleepy :zzz: (since all you do there is drink 24/7 and hardly sleep)
but anyways,
a friend of mine that owns a record label, called me late at night, asking me for a favor. a PR lady of one of the major record companies is Europe and US, is in town too, and since he wants to get a deal with this record company to distribute their cds, he wants me to meet with her, and maybe work on a contract.
me and her talked too that night, and both made an appoitment to meet in a cafe house down town at 11 AM.
So I woke up in the morning, all ready to impress her and to get a good deal with this record company, dressed up, left the hostel at 10 AM thinking: I have an hour to kill,
Why don’t I just get a nice breakfast and some coffee to be more “fresh”?

I went to a nice coffee shop, sat down, with one of the magazines I brought from Wacken
And asked from the waitress for a cup of coffee and one of those fine fine cupcakes they have in the fridge (you should have seen those cupcakes, they were HUGE and looked soooo delicious)
So the waitress brings the coffee and the cuopcake, and im eating it like there’s no tomorrow: another note: I almost didn’t eat anything in the previous night so I was extra hungry and my stomach was extra empty.
I ate all this breakfast without knowing that……………………
In Amsterdam, and in Coffee shops in Amsterdam…………………….
All the cupcakes, all the muffins and other sweet stuff made with……..
WEED!
I ate a frinkin’ space cake and I didn’t even know that!!!!

So I went to the meeting with this PR lady , the café house wasn’t so far from the coffee shop AND I just had a space cake without knowing AND on an empty stomach, after an hour the space cake started kicking in,
And the PR girl was extra nice, told me a little about the contract, and about their agreement… and all this time im looking at her and I swear she is spinning………!!!!
My mouth is dry, and I begin to feel very sleepy… :zzz: I cant concentrate on a damn thing she is telling me, her words sound to me like a slow motion movie, and on top of that- I start to laugh and giggle to silly things.
OH MY GOD :hypno:
That was the worst meeting ever.
She looked at me and went: “Karen, are you on something?”
And im like: “NOOOOOOOO!!!” (I said a long NO like drunk people say, u know what I mean?) and then I felt like shit.
Hahahaha :lol: :lol:
She asked me what did I eat, and I said: “nothing, just a cupcake and a coffee …”
Then she realized and she was : holy shit girl, you had a space cake for breakfast ????

Since my story is getting too long, I wont tell you how shitty and paranoid I began to feel after hearing that… let me just tell you, it’s a shitty feeling to know you’re high on something you never ment to take…… :cry:

We rescheduled the meeting btw, and I got a killer deal.
That morning I had a good o’ fashioned English breakfast, and the bacon WAS not made of hash…….


so here's my tip:
DONT eat anything at Coffee Shops :D
 
woah...that's almost like being dosed!

I went to a class once with a few of my friends in munich, we were stoned out of our minds on black hash, my bud Joe gets up and does his oral report on dinosaurs, he kept laughing, so of course we were all laughing, and he goes...

"...the dinosaurs were always hungry, heh heh heh, always on the prowl, always searching...ha ha! always on the look out for (and then he leans back, points his face toward the ceiling, and howls:)
FOOOOOOOOOOD!!! "

:worship: :worship: :worship: :worship: :worship: :worship: :worship: :worship: :worship:
I swear it was as bad as Wayne's World or Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

The professor gave him an A.
 
...so the thing that happeend to me after leaving that cafe,
i went back to the Hostel,
and you know hostels, after 2 days you know EVERYBODY that stays there with you,
and everybody were like: "oh how was the meeting" ?
and im like... "damn, dont ask i had a space cake for breakfast and now i feel like shit"
and everybody were like:
"OH NO!!!! to eat a space cake for breakfast is really bad!! it can fuck you up!"
and im like: "JEE thanks i really needed to hear that when im all paranoid"
 
yeah, he's dead now. he climbed one of the mountains above Oberammergau and froze to death.

I always wanted to go around europe on a eurorail pass and crash at hostels but I just never got around to doing it between school and trips my mom would take us on, like Turkey.

my friends wanted me to score some hashhish in Istanbul but I was like, wtf haven't you seen Midnight Express where that guy gets raped and has his feet beaten !!!! Then I was in the airport and some guards let this german shepherd run loose and I thought oh fuck this old army field jacket I'm wearing has been in like nine billion smoke filled rooms, I'm completely and totally fucked.

but he barely gave me a sniff. thanks be to allah.
 
lizard said:
yeah, he's dead now. he climbed one of the mountains above Oberammergau and froze to death.

I always wanted to go around europe on a eurorail pass and crash at hostels but I just never got around to doing it between school and trips my mom would take us on, like Turkey.

my friends wanted me to score some hashhish in Istanbul but I was like, wtf haven't you seen Midnight Express where that guy gets raped and has his feet beaten !!!! Then I was in the airport and some guards let this german shepherd run loose and I thought oh fuck this old army field jacket I'm wearing has been in like nine billion smoke filled rooms, I'm completely and totally fucked.

but he barely gave me a sniff. thanks be to allah.



dude - that sucks - how can you freeze to death in the mountains above oberammergau - there's always like a billion people there wth.

I love that place - sorry to say... :( :) :( :)