Purple Oms were the most prolific sheets in the early 90's in the uk it was like a never ending supply. Other I remember were Stars, Rainbow warriors, shields,Bart Simpsons, Pink Floyds the wall,lotuses, white lightnings,blue micro dots, black micro dots, gold micro dots and many Liberty caps fresh from the field.
There was one time I was at a mates flat and one of our crew turned up and said he had one trip and did anyone want it.
We all wanted it, so he said the best way to decide who got it was to put it in a cup of tea and then we would choose a mug and one of us would be the lucky person to get it.
We all agreed and the tea was made, we all took a mug rolled up some joints and had tea and spliff, then waited to see who would start coming up.
Half an hour or so later some one said that they thought they had had the cup with the acid in it and then someone else said they thought it was them coming up and soon we all realized we were in fact tripping.
Our sneaky mate had played a trick on us and had put acid in all our mugs well we all had a right laugh and for free so no complaints there,
My first ever acid was scored with a punk mate of mine, we went down to a pub where the bikers ,freaks & heads hung out.
My mate went over to chat to some of the travelers who were part of what used to be called "the peace convoy" who traveled around in buses putting on free festies and acid house parties.
What my mate came back with was a piece of blue card with pencil lines draw in a grid and had been torn along a line by hand. The cardboard that the acid had been dropped on was like the type of card you'd get on a cornflake box,grey low quality card with on side with a layer of shinyish paper.
Well we weren't sure if we had just been ripped of.
So we took a trip and started to wait, I was 18 @ the time and had only been smoking hash for a year and had speed once, so I was not sure what acid would be like or how long it would take to come on.
Due to the uncertainty as to weather we had been ripped of or not and my impatience, after waiting twenty minutes & nothing was happening, I decided to go to the super market at the end of the road.
My mate tried to stop me saying it should start working soon but I wasn't convinced, so I went anyway lmao not the best idea I have ever had.
I started coming up in the baked bean aisle, actually the canned goods aisle but I was there for baked beans.
I grabbed a can of beans and got to the check out, which had a small que and things started to get a bit weird, by the time I got servedI was was grinning like a Cheshire cat and desparately trying to hide my amusement and the check out ladies nose which seemed to be getting bigger then smaller and the then bigger again, poor love must have thought "what a strange young man" whilst looking at my saucer like pupils.
I managed to get back to my mates flat and was happy to be away from joe public, the rest of the trip was immense fun and I remember almost everything that happened and that was 28 years ago.
So that's it , the time Arty popped his acid cherry.
<--- this was bad ass!!!
