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I don't think it's unheard of, or even uncommon, to accidentally walk in on your parents fucking at some point in your life. I wish my first and only experience catching my parents on the job was as straightforward as a fraught moment of unified shock, inevitably followed by the single most awkward sit-down talk with Dad you will ever endure. Unfortunately, I wasn't graced with such a privilege.

It was my first year working abroad at a summer camp for overly privileged kids in the United States, just a few hours’ drive outside of New York City. What an outstanding fucking summer that was - scorching weather, excessive quantities of booze, an ample miscellany of drugs, and relentless sexual depravity. It was truly glorious.

I guess we should begin with the aptly named man himself, Shifty. What a problematic little fuck he was. Shifty was that utterly reckless, unpredictable maniac of a friend who would do just about anything you dared him to. No matter how moronically dangerous or grossly unethical it was, you could always count on Shifty to promptly ramp that shit up to eleven. That, in the briefest of nutshells, was how he quickly became known as “Shifty”.

There was a time when I fancied myself something of a chemical king - an unshakable, iron-stomached drug connoisseur, impervious to the chaos that lesser mortals succumbed to. I have feverishly gobbled down heroic doses of psychedelics, juggled more stimulants than a Bolivian clown, and survived ingesting nocuous batches of drugs on more occasions than I care to admit.

Hello all you reckless degenerates, curious voyeurs and schadenfreudes, welcome to my blog. If you’re here, chances are you:  A) Enjoy laughing at other people’s grievous misfortune.  B) Have a few too many rueful tales yourself.  C) Were high and accidentally clicked the wrong link. Whatever the case, you’ve landed in the right place. I’m Denny King, and I’m about to release Bad Sex, Good Drugs, and One Unfortunate Idiot: Wild and Rueful True Stories from a Reckless Hed