Just goes to show you have full of crap "the experts" are...

I grew up at the height of the drug human rights crisis (remember that witch Ronald Reagan used to run around with?) and we were told some real whoppers. My favorite was a story shared by a retired cop. It was about a girl who'd unintentionally eaten some PCP that someone had put into a saltshaker at the Astrodome. Later, at home, she ripped her entire epidermis off.

Now, if there are two things I always do, #1 is to take my drugs and hide them in unexpected places where they'll brighten someone else's day, and #2 is to thoroughly salt my food when at a large stadium event. I distinctly recall eating an undersalted pretzel at a Mott the Hoople concert once, and I vowed never to repeat that mistake.