Bad LSD Trip with a Talking Hot Dog
When I was a kid the principal of my school would periodically gather us all up and show us anti-drug films. I remember one in particular where a guy took a couple of puffs off a “marijuana cigarette” then looked at his reflection in a mirror and watched his face melt. That was pretty terrifying stuff for an eight year old.
When I see these old 1960′s drug propaganda films today I usually think they’re pretty hilarious. Some of them, like the following one, make me wonder if I really missed out on something when I decided not to use LSD:
Looks like all the cool kids were “users.”
I didn’t use drugs when I was a teenager, but I was still pretty cool. I had a ’67 Camaro, a hot blond girlfriend, and played lead guitar in a rock band. I looked like, and even kind of acted like a drug user, but in reality, about the worst thing I ever did was skip school to go surfing–which, admittedly, I did WAY too much.
Good times.


















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Ah.. who needs stinkin’ drugs.. most of us are weird enough.
Present company excluded, of course.
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You mean to say you’re like this and you can’t even use drug use as an excuse?
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@TheMrs,
Of course!
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@Don,
Just what are you driving at?
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I not only will never be able to eat a hot dog again (after all, they have wives and kids to support), but I’m now sort of scared of troll dolls, too.
Hot dog = troll doll? I think either the makers of this movie were on LSD, or were seriously hampered in the prop department.
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@Jenn,
LOL Maybe she wasn’t tripping on the LSD but on some bad MAYONNAISE!
Sorry, just got done reading your anti-mayonnaise post…
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Whoa, was that some good shit or what?
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@ettarose,
LOL
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Forget the LSD, just the thought of stomping on a hotdog and having all that crap on the bottom of my shoe is enough to make me cringe. I HATE HATE HATE having stuff on the bottom of my shoe.
It’s a thing.
When I was a kid, I used to walk while staring at the ground to ensure I never stepped on anything gross. I eventually grew out of looking down part of it, but [as an adult] I’m always glancing a few steps ahead to see if there is anything I need to avoid. It’s like a form of “Defensive Walking”.
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@Jillian,
When I was in Junior High School (for the record I was not on drugs at the time) I was walking along looking at my feet and hit a pole with my head–it went, “BONG!”
I felt like such an idiot, and it really hurt, but everyone else (and, there were lots of them) roared with laughter. One of the worst moments of my life.
So, take my advice and KEEP YOUR HEAD UP!
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I can relate. I smoked pot for all of 3 weeks when I was 15 and got labeled a “head” my entire high school “career.” Never tried the harder stuff. Was too scared after my older brother’s buddy took flight out of a 4 story room and broke his neck on the car he landed on. I guess it’s really true what they say about thinking you could fly. I never wanted to learn first hand tho….
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@Petra,
I know way too many people that use pot to think it’s dangerous, but no way I would ever try LSD. After all the horror fiction I’ve read I’d probably go on a killing spree trying to rid the world of zombies.
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a world with no zombies???? What the hell would I write about????????
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Man, talk about a bad trip. That’s what she gets for smoking all those hotdogs dipped in acid that hotdog murdering heathen!
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I skipped out all the time too, chasing after boys, not freaky hot dogs or drugs.
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I did alot of drugs as a teenager. but after I had kids I decided it was time to grow up….weed doesnt make your face melt…but…LSD and mushrooms can lol
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The one anti drug reference that really stuck in my head was some show I watched years ago when I was about 11 or 12 years old. I can’t recall the name of the show but there was a segment where they talked about a young man who smoked angel dust and during a bad trip, hallucinated that he had bugs crawling all over him and stabbed himself repeatedly in an attempt to kill them. So…yeah…
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