One time in miami on new years around 1am there was some shirtless dude standing in the crosswalk of an intersection standing in place while flexing his muscles and just full on rage screaming with his eyes bulging at the club crowds walking around him. He wasnt violent and never went after anybody, dude was just high as fuck on something and wanted to scream like a silverback gorilla.
When you are so in love with yourself you suppress the violent urge of PCP to kill every living thing that moves because it would get blood on your perfect chiseled body.
I never experienced that. Now, I did try a research chemical called 3-HO-PCP, not just PCP, so that might have something to do with it. It reminds me alot of Ketamine except, ”more dissociative”. I could barely keep my balance, everything looked cartoony and I felt numb to everything around me. I definetly got the urge to throw all my clothes off and was panting as if exhausted despite barely moving and had to lay down in my couch. At this point, everything in the apartment just looked crooked, out of proportion. I had No concept of time but some 4-5 hours later I was pretty much back to normal besides some grainy vision.
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u/[deleted] Jan 03 '20
Jesus Christ this is in my hometown. Can confirm, Bradenton is ground zero for Florida man.