Wow yeah man, tripping mystery dicks on question mark pills in the next room over from your mom sounds hella dope. Where do I sign up?
Fwiw someday you're going to fucking drop dead popping some mystery pill. Shit isn't a game anymore man, this isn't fuckin 1969. You already blew your lungs out once, how many more shitty decisions do you think you get to make before you develop a drooling problem or die? Serious question man, why do you make such terrible decisions and come out on the other side still willing to take those risks again and again?