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If it's near death experiences you want, no need to push the boat out - just skip dinner, go to the pub, drink 7 pints of beer, have a kebab (you'll probably be
by tom_ 8y ago
If it's near death experiences you want, no need to push the boat out - just skip dinner, go to the pub, drink 7 pints of beer, have a kebab (you'll probably be hungry by then), go home, drink the 2 bottles of beer you found in the fridge, that and eat the pork pie, then sleep for 6 hours, then wake up.
- imesh 8y agoFWIW DMT is far more pleasant and far less of a hangover than the experience you're describing.
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- peatmoss 8y agoThe article says the administered dose is well short of toxic and merely simulates a near death experience. People can and frequently do experience actual actual death while engaging in alchoholic revelry. I’m not opposed to drinking, but the risks of a controlled study described in the article don’t seem remotely comparable to an evening out on the town. If I had a dollar for every person who died from falling over or passing out and drowning in their own vomit due to alcohol, I’m pretty sure I could afford all the South America shamen-led ayahuasca trips I wanted.(1) (1) EDIT: which is admittedly somewhere between zero and one.
- swingline-747 8y agoSo most Thursdays and a few Sundays then.
- drmpeg 8y agoI'm not sure what British pork pie is like, but one of my ex girlfriends used to make pork pies. They were delicious, but as dense as neutronium and difficult to digest even under ideal conditions.
- tom_ 8y agoYes, quite so, and British pork pies are exactly the same. Very nice - tasty pig meat, tasty jelly, and a tasty lard casing :D - but extremely dense. Normally you'd have a small slice, appreciate it for what it is, then put it back in the fridge and ignore it until at least the next day. Normal rules do not apply when shitfaced, however, and it turns out you'll just quite happily pop half a kilo of this stuff into your piehole without even thinking. Fast forward 8-12 hours, and... well, you can guess the rest. It is the devil's own food, and it probably ought to be banned. How are folk supposed to manage, if after drinking a mere 7-10 pints of beer it proves so irresistible?