From: a.gn@is.a.small.insect (Samson) Subject: Re: safely knocking one's self out with CHLOROFORM Date: 1997/07/23 Newsgroups: alt.drugs.chemistry,alt.drugs.hard Frank Harrison wrote: > My girlfriend has a fantasy to knock me out and like "dominate" me and > have absolute power over me. I told her that I was pussy whipped > enough as it is and that she didnt need to knock my ass out. Anyways, > she wants it and as I said...I am pussy whipped...the one concern I > have is that she wants to use Chloroform. This scares the shit out of > me. I have heard bad stories about chloroform. Is it safe and if it is > I wanna know EVERYTHING about it and administering it safely. True story: My friend's husband, years ago, was a raving junky in France. He lived in a small city on the Loire, where a methadone clinic was soon to open. He was all signed up. There was a week to go. He wanted to make the most of it. He went on a week long binge, the likes of which have rarely been seen outside of any major metropolitan area. Coke, smack, booze, pills -- every receptor was occupied. The clinic was to open on Monday. Saturday night rolled into Sunday morning, and he had now run out. By evening, withdrawal began to set in. But it was Sunday, and it was France, and little as the French like to work, not even the dealers were open for business. So he went to the local emergency room -- it _was_ an emergency -- and asked for some morphine. No dice. He told them there was no point in refusing, it would only serve the community if they obliged, since if they didn't, he would just break into a pharmacy and no one would win. They didn't go for it. They gave him some Tranxene and told him to get the fuck out. Bad move. There was a lab across the street from the hospital. It was night, the doors were locked, but there were windows. He broke one and crawled in. He stumbled around in the darkness, finding nothing but making a lot of noise. Someone called the police. And the police came. An army of them. There was fear that this lunatic might get ahold of some toxic or explosive chemicals to use in his defense, so they came armed to the teeth, gasmasks and all. They called for his surrender through the bull-horn. They threatened to throw tear gas in if he did not capitulate. Well, he'd give in, but only on his terms. "There is no need for violence!" he yelled. And he looked around, and saw some chloroform. "I will take care of this myself!" He threw the chloroform in his own face, knocking himself out. So the police took him away unconscious. He awoke in the squad car, cuffed, in a straitjacket -- but he didn't feel so bad. The chloroform delerium did his jones some good. And he spent the night in jail, got is meth the next day, and lived happily ever after.