MIKE SCHANK: "Okay, so I'm at this party, allright, and I have three hits of acid. So I drop one, and the nest thing I know, I'm on the ground. So she dragged me onto her lawn, and then her grand mother came home and said I had to go to the hospital. So I woke up in the hospital and searched my pockets for the other two hits of acid, because I wanted to drop them there. But they were gone because they had taken them from. And they told me that it was just some blotter paper with some acid on it, and they told me I was gonna die. But they just kept me in there for a month, then told me I was the worst case they had ever seen, and let me go. Yeah. I've got a million stories like that."