I Want To Hear Your Best Stoner Story...

Tell me about the first time you got stoned, or how one time you was so high something hilarious or crazy happened, weird stuff, craziest munchy foods you ate, etc.
Have fun with it, but make it exciting or at least interesting...

 

Like the time I was on acid and some guys dog shit in my frisbee...


Yeah, you had to be there.

 

First time I smoked weed was in a friend's garage out of a ceramic bong. I took two hits and coughed my lungs up. I remember my throat burning for eternity. Then the giggles came.we went for a drive and beeped horns and yelled at pedestrians and cyclists.i remember I got home and my dad was trying to stick a exhaust on his new car and it wasn't working and he was getting very angry and I was bursting out laughing. He said to me "whatve you been smoking" it was sneer, but I lol'd and went inside made some popcorn.

 

Haha, thank y'all for sharing, although I was told to check out the stoner forum... So I am going to check that out ➡
So maybe a change of topic...?
How is everyone's day so far...? I am at work, not feeling it, but gotta make my money some way or another. I got my free coffee (the good thing about this job...) Guess once that kicks in I'll be ready to begin...

 

P.s. the giggles happened to me too my first time and these acid stories are hilarious. Especially the snake. Like, you didn't know if it was real or not but low and behold it WAS there! Haha, damn I would've tripped balls. Snakes and I don't mix well...

 

First time I got high would have been back in the Spring of 1996 when I was a Freshman in high school. I acquired some from a person at school because I was curious to try it. That very first time I smoked weed I don't really remember much. I was by myself, and not with a group of people like most people when they get high for the first time. I have always been a loner for the most part. Because of this, I didn't feel any peer pressure to smoke more than a hit or two to kind of test things out as I was slightly apprehensive. I did get slightly high, but barely enough to have it be memorable experience. It was the second time I got high that I really remember. I was again alone. I did not have a pipe or rolling papers, so I made a makeshift bong out of a 16 oz. plastic Mountain Dew bottle. I smoked behind the bushes in front of my parents' house where nobody could see me. I took several big hits, and within minutes everything felt surreal. I was not familiar with the feeling and felt really weird so I began having a panic attack. I was almost ready to wake my dad out of bed, who was sleeping because he did shift work and was working nights at the time. I refrained, and instead went to my bed and laid down, trying my best to keep it together and not lose my mind as I thought was happening. After a few minutes I must have fallen asleep. I woke up a few hours later still feeling the effects, but it was nowhere near as intense. The next day in gym class I showered after getting out of the pool, and once I got to my next class it felt like I had just smoked again. I did not panic, but I felt super stoned for whatever reason. My only assumption is that the weed had altered my neural pathways somehow, because for several weeks after this I was going through these weird feelings of depersonalization (which was resulting in panic attacks) that I have never heard happening from merely smoking weed, much less for weeks after. I guess perhaps I was just really sensitive to it at the time.

 

Hugs & Spit.... interesting screen name.

 

Oh my! That's scary! My friend had a similar affect, so you're not alone. She kept telling me one time that the whole room was spinning... I was like huh? What did you smoke?! But everytime the effect marijuana gave her was was worse than anyone I had ever smoked with before. This was years ago in highschool but I remember her freaking out so bad she started to shake me, she even bit me once...? Needless to say she doesn't smoke anymore... And I was thinking the same thing, lol. Hugs and spit... Very interesting name lol... I like it!

 

Fist time I smoked, I didn't do it right. I pulled a Bill Clinton and didn't inhale. So I didn't feel anything.

The second time I smoked it was out a homemade bong made with a three liter bottle. I got so high I couldn't even stand.

I can count the number of times I've smoked pot on one hand.

 

One time I experienced was really awesome...I was 15, friend was 16 and we were playing guitar and stuff. His parents were gone, as usual. One of the tubes in his amp was acting up, so we headed in town to Radio Shack, they had a tube tester.
As we left his house, he pulls out a pin joint. Which was crazy, because we always rolled big joints, Columbian Gold @ the time. (1980?)

I looked @ him and said "what the fuck is that, a toothpick?" , laughing...

He said "this is Superweed". I thought OK, whatever. So we toked it, had a funny smell/taste. So we got to the mall, started walking toward the door. It got weird, like we were at a big event and everything else was really small spatially. I thought, hmm...

So the fucking floor was shaking to the music coming from inside Radio Shack , I thought Wow!
We walked in and things got intense in a weird but very happy way. It was like everything was magnified. We got to the tube tester and my friend was fumbling around trying to get it to work. I was really disoriented and dizzy, hanging onto the tube tester for dear life.
This big funny looking guy (because of the high) comes up, "Can I help you?" I started laughing, he looked like the cartoon Mr. Magoo, floor shaking, music shaking and pulsating my soul and this funny looking guy is there.

So after it was all done we went back to his house. I don't remember leaving, or the drive back at all.
We went to his room, he put the tube in and asked me to have a seat. He then shut the lights out, and started playing. Sounded like Hendrix but heavier, he was just jamming...I watched the amp and soon colored sound waves came out, very slowly. Not quickly, not bright, but they smoothly came out in like red, yellow, etc. My chair felt like it was smoothly moving rorward and backward, in a steady rhythm. It was really cool. As I started to come down a bit I realized it was pretty loud.

I was mostly sobered up when he quit playing and turned the light on. He's like "well, what to you think of that?" I was amazed...I later found out it had a bit of PCP in it, although reading online it sounded more like Ketamine.
But PCP was making its way around here so that must have been it. That was by far the best stoning experience I've ever had...I was all sweaty after it was over, and able to drive home okay, it was a school night.
It was very fun!

 

My brain turned to molten liquid, as I moved it from side to side, my friend said "This is shitbox", and the record we were playing had his Mum's voice on it saying "Have your dinner..."

 

PCP and Ketamine are sort of chemically similar. I have no experience with PCP but your story does kind of sound like K to me.

One of my first time smoking I remember being unable to stop laughing in front of my mother. I come home and she says "you guys smell like smoke". I was so paranoid and nervous I have no idea how or why I was laughing. Went to a drive though still could not stop laughing. I am sorry minnium wage employee whose time I wasted. But that food was so good.

 

I was smoking with a buddy and his wife when I was about twenty, listening to Bat Out Of Hell, when I stood too fast and the room started spinning. My buddy's wife was laying in the floor and I fell face first into her crotch. I was embarrassed as hell but they couldn't stop laughing. All three of us were in the army at the time; I was just a PFC but she was a First Lieutenant. I kept saying shit like 'sorry ma'am, please don't tell my platoon sergeant'; they were just rolling in the floor dying laughing. I got teased for that for quite a while.

 

i feel like stoner stories are usually not that great to tell after the fact. weed doesn't really make you do anything interesting; it just makes boring things seem interesting as they happen.

now drunk stories are fun, as long as you can remember them to tell.

yeah i had that happen once too. i was with i think 2 other people, and none of us were new to smoking or anything. but for some reason when we went to order all three of us just suddenly started laughing uncontrollably for probably a good minute.

 

The first time I smoked, I smoked a joint and my legs fell asleep and that was it. The second and third and fourth time nothing happened but that was mostly because all three of those times we were smoking out of an annoyingly large stand up bong and my face was too small to create a seal to inhale lol, it was stupid

The 5th time though, that was fun as fuck, i've never had another high like that first high. My neighbor snuck in my bedroom window and we smoked and I didnt think anything would happen but the next thing I know the wall looked a little funny and I started giggling and didnt stop for like an hour. My friend got so paranoid I was going to wake my mom that he ended up jumping out of the window and leaving me to my own devices.

I wish weed still made me euphoric like that first time

 

I'm intrigued. Did you use the frisbee?

 

Yeah. After the dog's owner washed it out with his beer...

 

I sense some hesitation to share the full story

 

It would be a long story... It was hilarious though.

 

Did some labrador while hitchhiking. Totally blew me away.

 

Haha! I am freaking loving these stories! Way too funny!!! I have to say that I cannot count on one hand (or two) of how many times I had smoked Mary Jane... I lost track of her long ago... Hell I lost track of what I did this morning... Ha. And the K story, that's interesting because around the 80s when my parents were young they told me a similar story, they told me it was PCP and they thought they were floating, so they held unto their seats for dear life. Haha. The room or anything has never spinned on me while high. One time my friend hit the bong so hard she puked then didn't speak for a few hours... I almost think she had forgotten how? It was pretty funny. I too am now intrigued on this acid story. Although it's a different drug, there were no details involved, but I totally understand the "you had to be there," part. There's so many stories I could tell but definitely had to be there for most of them. Haha. Also, most of my drunk stories I can't remember, because I blacked out... Apparently I told everyone to hold my hand once and one time I confessed my love to marijuana and threw a pillow at my friend then passed out... Yeah, I suppose those times would be "you had to be there," moments...