How to detect the date-rape drug in your drink

Jerusalem Post ^ | April 9, 2006 | RUTH EGLASH

[aimhigh]

Following a slew of media reports about the increase in drug-induced rapes, importer Benny Kalman has announced that the first consignments of the little cards that can detect the presence of date rape drugs GHB and Ketamine will arrive in the country as soon as next week.

"I saw the product a year and a half ago but was not interested in it as there were still no reports of date rape in Israel then," Kalman told The Jerusalem Post on Sunday. "Sadly, everything gets here eventually and a few weeks ago I realized that this problem was growing in Israel. It has really become a crisis in Israel with this rape drug."

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According to Drink Safe Technologies literature, the Drink Spike Detector is the size of a credit card and can be easily kept in a pocket or wallet. It incorporates a technology that displays a visible color change when a drink spiked with GHB or Ketamine is tested.

[MHGinTN]

YES!

I've been enjoying his new series on CBS as head of an FBI team working serial killers.

[Doohickey]

If that's the cost of going out, staying home sounds a lot more appealing.

[Lazamataz]

How to detect the date-rape drug in your drink

My first clue is always the same.

I wake up and see my footprints on the ceiling.

[Lazamataz]

You just made my brain explode.

[Lazamataz]

Besides, a woman drugged up on ketamine will also release her bowels and bladder

Isn't that half the fun?

[Dashing Dasher]

Hi Heels?

[Dashing Dasher]

LOL!!!

You ain't right, Laz!

[MHGinTN]

"I'm not really lefthanded."

[vetvetdoug]

You are going to have to date more women that don't live in nursing homes. You're getting warped.

[TASMANIANRED]

Sounds like GHB not rohypnol.

[edsheppa]

Yea verily yea. But did you hear about the Duchess?

[investigateworld]

But you were simply fabulous in Pirates of Penzance ;^)

[Dashing Dasher]

...what I really hate is waking up with a hang-over below decks of a Corsican freighter sailing under a panamanian flag and being forced to sew wal-mart clothing while enroute to Africa. Then, even after killing half a dozen men to escape in a lifeboat, to be picked up by a Greek freighter where you're forced to perform Gilbert & Sullivan showtunes for the drunken, opium addicted captain who is a light opera fan. And just when you've docked in Tanzania, it's horrible when you have to work your way back on an albanian cruise ship cleaning the toilets.
That's why I don't drink to excess anymore.

That's where I know you from!

[durasell]

We sail the ocean blue,
And our saucy ship's a beauty;
We're sober men and true,
And attentive to our duty.
When the balls whistle free
O'er the bright blue sea,
We stand to our guns all day;
When at anchor we ride
On the Portsmouth tide,
We have plenty of time to play.

[investigateworld]

LOL !!!
(but then I'm not the prefect picture of a model Major General ...)

[durasell]

That was a naughty thing to do on a serious thread. I probably shouldn't have done it.

[investigateworld]

No problemo, keeps it bumped and we have XXXXX millions of beautiful ladies on this board that need to be kept aware!

But now that Dasher is here:

Hail, Hail ... (pick it up from there)

[durasell]

I don't know what it was -- but it was extremely bad stuff.

[Ditter]

I always hated when that happened to me too. LOL!

[durasell]

We sail tonight for Singapore,
we're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for a tawny Moor,
took off to the land of Nod
Drank with all the Chinamen,
walked the sewers of Paris
I danced along a colored wind,
dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

We sail tonight for Singapore,
don't fall asleep while you're ashore
Cross your heart and hope to die
when you hear the children cry
Let marrow bone and cleaver choose
while making feet for children shoes
Through the alley, back from hell,
when you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me

Wipe him down with gasoline
'til his arms are hard and mean
From now on boys this iron boat's your home
So heave away, boys

We sail tonight for Singapore,
take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door,
the whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam,
they all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth,
get yourself a dollar's worth
Away boys, away boys, heave away

The captain is a one-armed dwarf,
he's throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind
the one-eyed man is king, so take this ring

We sail tonight for Singapore,
we're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for a tawny Moor,
took off to the land of Nod
Drank with all the Chinamen,
walked the sewers of Paris
I drank along a colored wind,
I dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

-- Tom Waits