GHB - Have you used it and what was your experience?

[The_Mowgs]

Tried it once, never again. Woke up and it was me and 3 guys doing this other guy in the bum. I passed out also, have a permanent prolapsed anus now.

 

[Ockie]

Tried it once, never again. Woke up and it was me and 3 guys doing this other guy in the bum. I passed out also, have a permanent prolapsed anus now.

Sounds just like a normal day in your life to me really

 

[Ockie]

There's curiosity and there's looking for k@k( and the inevitable "what was I thinking"), sounds like ghb is the latter.

Definately not something to play around with if you are not going to take it seriously and dont know of the possible consequences if you do things like take it with alcohol etc. Also why I am not encouraging people to try it. If you have done it then I am curious as to how your experience was etc, but would not actively advocate that someone do it either.

 

[syntax]

Like some have said, do not mix this with alcohol ever.
I have used it a few times, it can be pretty intense, certainly lowers inhibitions and is pretty awesome when taken with a partner. But I never got really into it. Dosing is hard, I never found a proper drug test to validate its authenticity like I could with some of the other drugs i used to take (this was before being able to source these things properly) and although the feeling was pretty good I had preferences for other drugs.
In terms of connection and intimacy, I found MDMA much more preferable to take with my partner, but the comedowns could get unpleasant.

 

[Ockie]

I found MDMA much more preferable to take with my partner, but the comedowns could get unpleasant.

That is what is nice about GHB though. No come down really.

 

[Grant]

3 notable gbh incidents of mine

an mcqp party in cape town - the theme was "toy box"
some friends and i went dressed as titanium vibrators.
we got hold of the silver plastic sheeting used for box wine, were dressed from head to foot in that schit, hair was sprayed silver, as was the hair.
about 3 am a friend comes rushing over to me to tell me a boy who i was playing rude with at the time had collapsed and paramedics are with him. i'm taken to where he is and speak to the paramedics who then ask me to go with in the ambulance to the hospital. i jump in and off we go. we get to the hospital and i tell the doctors what i know for certain, and also that i was told he had ghb. they check him out, connect him to a patient monitor, take blood samples and put him in a corner on the trauma unit to sleep it off.
they set upper and lower limits on the patient monitor for heart and respiration rates.
they ask me if i'm prepared to wait with him - "no problem" i reply.
i then go off to the main casualty waiting area to grab something to drink from the vending machine to take back while i wait. i'm met with stares from everybody in the area. it's at this point i realize what i'm dressed in, and by now its 4am, and i look even more a mess than i did at midnight. i dash into the bathroom and get rid of all the silver and return to the ward. a little while later he starts waking up. the 1st thing he does is rip out the iv line, then demands a good banging., but at the top of his voice. so i'm now trying to calm him down, promising for a bit later, but he becomes noisier. a nurse then comes over with a big smile on her face telling me this odd behavior is fairly common when people come out of anesthesia. this helps me fukkall, i'm dying of embarrassment as he becomes louder and more demanding - now also trying to get his clothes off.
a little while later a doctor comes over, tells me my friend is stable, but they are going to admit him to the psychiatric ward for observation. "oh hell no" i think to myself. so i go with as they wheel the bed to the psycho ward in the depths of the hospital, but the whole way there i'm thinking of a way to escape the cuckoo's nest, but my car is across town. i hatch a cunning plan and within 45 minutes we escape thru a fire exit to a waiting taxi which takes us to another waiting car to takes us the last leg home.

on another occasion its me and an ambulance.
i'm found clinging to a pole on the side of the road near the club i was at, but apparently nobody could separate me from the pole. i wake up in the back of an ambulance. paramedic asks me if i know where i am.
"yea, i've seen this movie before, i'm in an ambulance on the way to somerset hospital". paramedic just grins and scribbles notes. we get to the hospital and the ambulance door opens, i jump off the stretcher telling them i'm fine and dont need the hospital. but they are having none of that. a negotiated settlement is then reached, i can walk in (no stretcher), be examined, and if ok i can leave.
i get inside, tell the doctor about the events of the night. he checks my heart and lungs - all is good, but then starts asking me questions to establish my mental state. i remind him i am there thanks to ghb, which is well known to cause short term memory problems - he realizes the futility of this particular exercise and sends me on my way.

the other one involved a club called gallery - it was opposite the good hope centre. the dive stayed open till around midday on sundays.
that morning was a complete blur. i remember getting there with friends, i was too trashed to drive, so was a passenger in my own car.
i wake up around 9am, in my bedroom, but lying the wrong way across my bed. my eyes open to see a complete stranger lying on the floor below me. neither of us remembered how we got to my place.
i sheepishly offer him a ride home, only to discover my car is not there, evidently a friend dropped us at my place and returned to the club - i never got to the bottom of that little misadventure !

 

[chrissi001]

3 notable gbh incidents of mine

an mcqp party in cape town - the theme was "toy box"
some friends and i went dressed as titanium vibrators.
we got hold of the silver plastic sheeting used for box wine, were dressed from head to foot in that schit, hair was sprayed silver, as was the hair.
about 3 am a friend comes rushing over to me to tell me a boy who i was playing rude with at the time had collapsed and paramedics are with him. i'm taken to where he is and speak to the paramedics who then ask me to go with in the ambulance to the hospital. i jump in and off we go. we get to the hospital and i tell the doctors what i know for certain, and also that i was told he had ghb. they check him out, connect him to a patient monitor, take blood samples and put him in a corner on the trauma unit to sleep it off.
they set upper and lower limits on the patient monitor for heart and respiration rates.
they ask me if i'm prepared to wait with him - "no problem" i reply.
i then go off to the main casualty waiting area to grab something to drink from the vending machine to take back while i wait. i'm met with stares from everybody in the area. it's at this point i realize what i'm dressed in, and by now its 4am, and i look even more a mess than i did at midnight. i dash into the bathroom and get rid of all the silver and return to the ward. a little while later he starts waking up. the 1st thing he does is rip out the iv line, then demands a good banging., but at the top of his voice. so i'm now trying to calm him down, promising for a bit later, but he becomes noisier. a nurse then comes over with a big smile on her face telling me this odd behavior is fairly common when people come out of anesthesia. this helps me fukkall, i'm dying of embarrassment as he becomes louder and more demanding - now also trying to get his clothes off.
a little while later a doctor comes over, tells me my friend is stable, but they are going to admit him to the psychiatric ward for observation. "oh hell no" i think to myself. so i go with as they wheel the bed to the psycho ward in the depths of the hospital, but the whole way there i'm thinking of a way to escape the cuckoo's nest, but my car is across town. i hatch a cunning plan and within 45 minutes we escape thru a fire exit to a waiting taxi which takes us to another waiting car to takes us the last leg home.

on another occasion its me and an ambulance.
i'm found clinging to a pole on the side of the road near the club i was at, but apparently nobody could separate me from the pole. i wake up in the back of an ambulance. paramedic asks me if i know where i am.
"yea, i've seen this movie before, i'm in an ambulance on the way to somerset hospital". paramedic just grins and scribbles notes. we get to the hospital and the ambulance door opens, i jump off the stretcher telling them i'm fine and dont need the hospital. but they are having none of that. a negotiated settlement is then reached, i can walk in (no stretcher), be examined, and if ok i can leave.
i get inside, tell the doctor about the events of the night. he checks my heart and lungs - all is good, but then starts asking me questions to establish my mental state. i remind him i am there thanks to ghb, which is well known to cause short term memory problems - he realizes the futility of this particular exercise and sends me on my way.

the other one involved a club called gallery - it was opposite the good hope centre. the dive stayed open till around midday on sundays.
that morning was a complete blur. i remember getting there with friends, i was too trashed to drive, so was a passenger in my own car.
i wake up around 9am, in my bedroom, but lying the wrong way across my bed. my eyes open to see a complete stranger lying on the floor below me. neither of us remembered how we got to my place.
i sheepishly offer him a ride home, only to discover my car is not there, evidently a friend dropped us at my place and returned to the club - i never got to the bottom of that little misadventure !

You sure do know how to party!

 

[The_Mowgs]

3 notable gbh incidents of mine

an mcqp party in cape town - the theme was "toy box"
some friends and i went dressed as titanium vibrators.
we got hold of the silver plastic sheeting used for box wine, were dressed from head to foot in that schit, hair was sprayed silver, as was the hair.
about 3 am a friend comes rushing over to me to tell me a boy who i was playing rude with at the time had collapsed and paramedics are with him. i'm taken to where he is and speak to the paramedics who then ask me to go with in the ambulance to the hospital. i jump in and off we go. we get to the hospital and i tell the doctors what i know for certain, and also that i was told he had ghb. they check him out, connect him to a patient monitor, take blood samples and put him in a corner on the trauma unit to sleep it off.
they set upper and lower limits on the patient monitor for heart and respiration rates.
they ask me if i'm prepared to wait with him - "no problem" i reply.
i then go off to the main casualty waiting area to grab something to drink from the vending machine to take back while i wait. i'm met with stares from everybody in the area. it's at this point i realize what i'm dressed in, and by now its 4am, and i look even more a mess than i did at midnight. i dash into the bathroom and get rid of all the silver and return to the ward. a little while later he starts waking up. the 1st thing he does is rip out the iv line, then demands a good banging., but at the top of his voice. so i'm now trying to calm him down, promising for a bit later, but he becomes noisier. a nurse then comes over with a big smile on her face telling me this odd behavior is fairly common when people come out of anesthesia. this helps me fukkall, i'm dying of embarrassment as he becomes louder and more demanding - now also trying to get his clothes off.
a little while later a doctor comes over, tells me my friend is stable, but they are going to admit him to the psychiatric ward for observation. "oh hell no" i think to myself. so i go with as they wheel the bed to the psycho ward in the depths of the hospital, but the whole way there i'm thinking of a way to escape the cuckoo's nest, but my car is across town. i hatch a cunning plan and within 45 minutes we escape thru a fire exit to a waiting taxi which takes us to another waiting car to takes us the last leg home.

on another occasion its me and an ambulance.
i'm found clinging to a pole on the side of the road near the club i was at, but apparently nobody could separate me from the pole. i wake up in the back of an ambulance. paramedic asks me if i know where i am.
"yea, i've seen this movie before, i'm in an ambulance on the way to somerset hospital". paramedic just grins and scribbles notes. we get to the hospital and the ambulance door opens, i jump off the stretcher telling them i'm fine and dont need the hospital. but they are having none of that. a negotiated settlement is then reached, i can walk in (no stretcher), be examined, and if ok i can leave.
i get inside, tell the doctor about the events of the night. he checks my heart and lungs - all is good, but then starts asking me questions to establish my mental state. i remind him i am there thanks to ghb, which is well known to cause short term memory problems - he realizes the futility of this particular exercise and sends me on my way.

the other one involved a club called gallery - it was opposite the good hope centre. the dive stayed open till around midday on sundays.
that morning was a complete blur. i remember getting there with friends, i was too trashed to drive, so was a passenger in my own car.
i wake up around 9am, in my bedroom, but lying the wrong way across my bed. my eyes open to see a complete stranger lying on the floor below me. neither of us remembered how we got to my place.
i sheepishly offer him a ride home, only to discover my car is not there, evidently a friend dropped us at my place and returned to the club - i never got to the bottom of that little misadventure !

And what have we learned from this?

 

[The_Mowgs]

You sure do know how to party!

Wait until Mr. Pee Pee comes out. You think you've seen people party? Not like this, not when it comes to @Grant and @Ninja'd

 

[grok]

3 notable gbh incidents of mine

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the other one involved a club called gallery - it was opposite the good hope centre. the dive stayed open till around midday on sundays.
that morning was a complete blur. i remember getting there with friends, i was too trashed to drive, so was a passenger in my own car.
i wake up around 9am, in my bedroom, but lying the wrong way across my bed. my eyes open to see a complete stranger lying on the floor below me. neither of us remembered how we got to my place.
i sheepishly offer him a ride home, only to discover my car is not there, evidently a friend dropped us at my place and returned to the club - i never got to the bottom of that little misadventure !

Oh how I miss those care-free days of drug-fueled debauchery during my stay in Cape Town around ~2000.
Toy Box was my first MCQP but the clubbing scene was stupendous at that time, long before the Nigees moved in and ruined the party scene.
I was more into gay clubs then, 55, Bronx, Detour but not exclusively, even been hijacked by the youngsters to Galaxy a few times, music was a bit too hard for my taste tho.

I voted for having used GHB before, 'twas not much readily available at the time but a dealer friend had gotten some.
I didn't like it too much for going out, felt too wonky, but in private & on sex it is simply amazing.
Feelings are heightened and your skin feels all sensitive & prickly, emotionally you're euphoric all the time & connected to the universe via its umbilical cord.
I remember I got like aftershocks (like electrical shocks but way pleasant) in my limbs for a few days after each use. Stopped using it due to not being able to source it again.

I've always been a responsible druggie so never experienced a bad trip on anything (& we used to chew microdots like smarties!), usually being called to come help others instead.
I was subscribed to the NetRavers mailing list at the time & we were affiliated with RaveSafe so usually knew of bad batches hitting the shores & sometimes even informed the police about what to check for.

Like I said, many fond memories, just none of the kind you can tell your mother about..

 

[Pox]

Still no 4K video...

 

[Grant]

And what have we learned from this?

 

[Grant]

Oh how I miss those care-free days of drug-fueled debauchery during my stay in Cape Town around ~2000.
Toy Box was my first MCQP but the clubbing scene was stupendous at that time, long before the Nigees moved in and ruined the party scene.
I was more into gay clubs then, 55, Bronx, Detour but not exclusively,

we definitely would have crossed paths in those places

 

[The_Mowgs]

we definitely would have crossed paths in those places

*dicks

 

[ant_man]

3 notable gbh incidents of mine

an mcqp party in cape town - the theme was "toy box"
some friends and i went dressed as titanium vibrators.
we got hold of the silver plastic sheeting used for box wine, were dressed from head to foot in that schit, hair was sprayed silver, as was the hair.
about 3 am a friend comes rushing over to me to tell me a boy who i was playing rude with at the time had collapsed and paramedics are with him. i'm taken to where he is and speak to the paramedics who then ask me to go with in the ambulance to the hospital. i jump in and off we go. we get to the hospital and i tell the doctors what i know for certain, and also that i was told he had ghb. they check him out, connect him to a patient monitor, take blood samples and put him in a corner on the trauma unit to sleep it off.
they set upper and lower limits on the patient monitor for heart and respiration rates.
they ask me if i'm prepared to wait with him - "no problem" i reply.
i then go off to the main casualty waiting area to grab something to drink from the vending machine to take back while i wait. i'm met with stares from everybody in the area. it's at this point i realize what i'm dressed in, and by now its 4am, and i look even more a mess than i did at midnight. i dash into the bathroom and get rid of all the silver and return to the ward. a little while later he starts waking up. the 1st thing he does is rip out the iv line, then demands a good banging., but at the top of his voice. so i'm now trying to calm him down, promising for a bit later, but he becomes noisier. a nurse then comes over with a big smile on her face telling me this odd behavior is fairly common when people come out of anesthesia. this helps me fukkall, i'm dying of embarrassment as he becomes louder and more demanding - now also trying to get his clothes off.
a little while later a doctor comes over, tells me my friend is stable, but they are going to admit him to the psychiatric ward for observation. "oh hell no" i think to myself. so i go with as they wheel the bed to the psycho ward in the depths of the hospital, but the whole way there i'm thinking of a way to escape the cuckoo's nest, but my car is across town. i hatch a cunning plan and within 45 minutes we escape thru a fire exit to a waiting taxi which takes us to another waiting car to takes us the last leg home.

on another occasion its me and an ambulance.
i'm found clinging to a pole on the side of the road near the club i was at, but apparently nobody could separate me from the pole. i wake up in the back of an ambulance. paramedic asks me if i know where i am.
"yea, i've seen this movie before, i'm in an ambulance on the way to somerset hospital". paramedic just grins and scribbles notes. we get to the hospital and the ambulance door opens, i jump off the stretcher telling them i'm fine and dont need the hospital. but they are having none of that. a negotiated settlement is then reached, i can walk in (no stretcher), be examined, and if ok i can leave.
i get inside, tell the doctor about the events of the night. he checks my heart and lungs - all is good, but then starts asking me questions to establish my mental state. i remind him i am there thanks to ghb, which is well known to cause short term memory problems - he realizes the futility of this particular exercise and sends me on my way.

the other one involved a club called gallery - it was opposite the good hope centre. the dive stayed open till around midday on sundays.
that morning was a complete blur. i remember getting there with friends, i was too trashed to drive, so was a passenger in my own car.
i wake up around 9am, in my bedroom, but lying the wrong way across my bed. my eyes open to see a complete stranger lying on the floor below me. neither of us remembered how we got to my place.
i sheepishly offer him a ride home, only to discover my car is not there, evidently a friend dropped us at my place and returned to the club - i never got to the bottom of that little misadventure !

Dude its time to come down to earth already!!!!!!!

 

[ShaunSA]

Dude its time to come down to earth already!!!!!!!

Holy mog it's alive!

 

[Willie Trombone]

Bored with each other?

 

[pinball wizard]

I never heard of this thing, so I google.

The first result says of GHB:

“date rape” drug

My question to the OP, is if you need a date rape drug to be with your partner, maybe you just need a new partner?

 

[Ockie]

I never heard of this thing, so I google.

The first result says of GHB:

My question to the OP, is if you need a date rape drug to be with your partner, maybe you just need a new partner?

Or maybe you should read a bit more than the first headline result that comes up.

 

[grok]

I never heard of this thing, so I google.

The first result says of GHB:

My question to the OP, is if you need a date rape drug to be with your partner, maybe you just need a new partner?

Or maybe you need some comprehension to go with that reading of what you thought this thread is about?