i would say
i distinctly remember my first codeine experience, but, it being codeine, i barely remember anything...you know how it is.
it was a saturday night in october, and i was working at a haunted house. the previous saturday, i had gotten my eyeball knocked out by one of our patrons; i was good at my job and scared her so badly that she flailed and stuck her finger in my eye... anyway, i had been moved to what was considered a less dangerous position in the house while i recovered. so this particular saturday, from my less dangerous spot, i got punched in the eye by a drunk guy. now i was in a whole lot of pain, and was effectively blind in *both* eyes.
it was at this point i remembered that i had a bottle of codeine-enhanced cough syrup that i'd gotten from a friend earlier in the day. "well," i thought, "bottoms up!" i drank the whole bottle. fifteen minutes passed, and suddenly i no longer cared that i was in excruciating pain. hours flew by while i languished in my daze...then it was time to go home. i had to be half-carried to a friend's car by two of my compatriots, one of whom was kind enough to insist upon staying with me until i was sane again.
but the point of this story is that i like codeine.