Went on a Red Bull/vodka and 180/rum bender in Key West years ago. Passed out around 2AM, woke up at 3AM with my heart about to beat out of my chest. Freaked me out at the time. Then about 20min later the rest of my crew returned to the house with a group of swingers who had a bunch of hashish and from there things escalated quickly. My almost death by energy drink is now nothing more than a footnote on a night that I am sure St. Peter is going to have a lot of questions about, its good to know that I can just blame Satan and his energy drinks. You see Peter what had happened was....
Which brings me to my final point I am so grateful that digital cameras and phones w/cameras didn't come along until I got A LOT of stuff out of my system.
Good fucking point, phones cams were a game changer. I'm grateful too that they came along after I calmed down.