If I am high on acid at the same party she is throwing poo, she is still my friend. Look outward, not inward on this one.
This reminds me of Timothy Leary's observation in his memoir, Flashbacks.
Paraphrasing, he said that during the early years of American drug experimentation, especially with LSD, the headlines were always along the lines of "while high on acid, the teen jumped off a roof, probably believing he could fly." Parents, teachers, etc would warn kids that this is what happened when you experimented with drugs.
Leary maintained these headlines were in part responsible for this behavior. A solitary teen experiments with acid. It kicks in. The teen then says to himself, "Wow. Okay. What's supposed to happen next I wonder?" and then recalls, "Oh yeah, I'm supposed to jump off a roof."
Set, Setting, and Dosage kids. "Learn it. Know it. Live it."
Acid has never made me want to throw poo at anyone. They must be dosing on the BROWN ACID.
The worst thing people on acid have thrown at me is laughter.
Stop fucking laughing at me, Brian.