In the 1990s, Kevin Nash was one of the biggest stars in professional wrestling, riding high as a member of the NWO in WCW and living the sort of lifestyle that would make hair metal rockers on the Sunset Strip blush a decade earlier.

Reliving the glory days of his youth in a special Q&A episode of his Kliq This podcast, Nash was asked why he didn't appear on Starrcade 1997 and delivered one of the most incredible stories you will ever learn about the time he ate so many pot brownies that he thought he was dying.

“Okay, true story. My mother-in-law and her husband were in Arizona for Christmas, and a buddy of mine made me a pan of pot brownies because I knew I wouldn't be able to smoke because my mother-in-law was there. This is back in my Soma days, I had a little bit of problem, it was muscle relaxers. It was Christmas, man. I was drinking a little bourbon, drinking a little beer, drinking a little wine, drinking a little champagne, having some Somas, having some Xanax. So all of a sudden man, and I have no idea, but my buddy says to me, ‘Where those brownies at?' I said, ‘What do you mean?' He said, ‘Man, there's like an ounce of weed in that.' I'm like. ‘Oh, f**k.' It's like eating bud with chocolate on it, is basically what it was. It was like eating grass,” Kevin Nash revealed on his Kliq This podcast via Fightful.

“So that sh*t started to kick in, and it took a while, and I had this big house. I had a couch that was huge, and I sat in it, and I swear to you, man, the thing just ate me. I got heavier and heavier and heavier. Finally, I got up, and I walked down [to another room]. It was easy the length of a bowling alley that I had to walk through to get to the master. As I walked, I just started f**king sweating. So I thought, f**k, man, am I having a heart attack? So I went in the master, and this is '97. I'm looking at my wife's closet door, and I take my shirt off because I'm sweating through it. I look, man, and I'm f**king gray. I'm just f**king gray. I said, man, am I having a heart attack? So I go outside. It was cold as f**k, there was steam coming off me. I walk back inside, and I sat down on the f**king bed, and I put my hand [on my neck,] and I was all f**ked up, I couldn't count ten seconds. At this point like yeah, let me self-diagnose, before WebMD. I said, I'm not gonna take the chance, dying on Christmas. I always had that thing because my father died of a heart attack, and so I called.”

Whoa, incredible stuff, right? Well, wait, it gets even better, as Nash didn't even get to the wrestling part of his story, as there were plenty more twists and turns before he (didn't) arrive at Starrcade in 1997.

Kevin Nash didn't want to die on Christmas… or wrestle at Starrcade.

So what, you may wonder, happened when Kevin Nash called 911 about his heart? Well, when the paramedics called him up, they had to first check to see if he did this on purpose, as when it comes to “Big Daddy Cool Diesel,” you never truly can know.

“The guy comes in, the guy's Australian. I said I think I might be having a heart attack. He goes, ‘Why's that?' I said, ‘I don't know, I just don't feel real good. I said I feel f**ked up.' He says, ‘You having a hard time breathing?' I said, ‘Man, I'm having a hard time, just… yeah, I guess, I don't know. I'm so f**king wasted.' The guy said, ‘What have you taken?' I start naming this f**king list. The guy says, ‘Is this a suicide attempt?' I said, ‘No, man. It's Christmas.' [Laughs] I said, ‘No, it's Christmas. I'm not gonna kill myself on Christmas, man. I'm just f**ked up.' He says, ‘I guess,'” Kevin Nash recalled.

“So they take me to Scottsdale North Hospital, and I go in there, and they do a PET scan on me. Because my diaphragm was so thick, you can't get the image. So the guy that's working on Christmas, he's going to diagnose me, and the guy says, ‘I can't find the bottom of your heart. It's not showing up.' So they put a heart monitor on me, I'm fine. I don't have any symptoms. But when they take my blood, there's an enzyme when you have a heart attack that goes through the roof. Well, I also f**king that day trained legs and back because I had the key to the gym. So of course, I've got a high level of this enzyme because I've broken down so much muscle tissue from working out. I spent the night at the hospital, and I'm like, ‘Oh, f**k.' I called Eric [Bischoff], I said, ‘I think I've had a heart attack. They think I've had a heart attack.' Eric's like, ‘Alright' I gave him the number of where I was, and then the next day came, and he's like, ‘I'm sending a private plane for you.' It ended up, Scott [Hall] had to work double duty. I wasn't gonna tell anybody, ‘I'm so f**ked up.'

“The nurse came in, she said, ‘I want you to walk around so you can…' I'm thinking, ‘Do you have any idea how f**king high I am?' [Laughs] I was there for 24 hours under observation, and the doctor comes in the next day, he says, ‘Not only did you not have any heart problems last night, you didn't have one irregular heartbeat, which is unbelievable.' He said most people would have something. I'm like, okay. He says, ‘You can go.' So I go, and I go back to the house.”

Welp, there you go, folks; Nash made it out of his Christmas experience in one piece, and while he didn't wrestle at Starrcade 97, he left his friends and coworkers – and now his fans – with one heck of a story to recall fondly nearly 20 years later.