It seems strange, but yes, I have, once, gotten way too high. It was a friday night, I had baked two special brownies, and still had a little herb. We had rented a movie, but we wanted to get stoned before we watched it. So we made our way down to my friends basement, split up one brownie between the two friends (I had the full one), ate 'em, then smoked the rest of my herb in a closet to sling shot us into our brownie high. It was as we were emerging from the closet, that we noticed a blinking red light on the far wall, obviously a smoke detector. Our two stoned heros (I was just sitting on the couch laughing) franticly try to dismantle the alarm, as if it were a bomb set to explode on a timer. They end up pulling a wrong wire, which caused some malfunction warning to go off and start beeping really fast and really load. Luckily they had removed the batteries, so ripping the whole thing from its wires and throwing it at a brick wall shut it up. Somehow all that was unbelieveably funny to me at the time, and I was literally dieing of laughter on the couch. I seriously couldn't breath. I guess I didn't really think about the effects eating an entire brownie, and I must have put way more in that one, because by then I had gotten so high I could feel my bones and my spinal cord. I could hear the blood pumping though my ear, and I could feel the air on my skin when I moved around. All these senses were really unnerving, and later my friends said I had told them "I can feel myself think, man!". Hell, I apparently spent an hour chewing on air in slow motion. It was way too much to handle. So anyway, my question is, have you ever gotten so high that you wanted to come down?
It hasn't happened in a while, but yeah, I've been really tripped out a few times. I get extreme head rushes and it feels like my body is soaring. They're fun to a point, but sometimes it gets too intense.
Last year, actually the same day Robot Chicken premiered, two friends and I took on a challenge we had long talked of. Jonah lived across from this country club, so at night, we decided to sit on the lifeguard chairs and each smoke a full swisher blunt to ourselves, a blunt-off, if you will. Well, his dad was taking forever doing taxes on the computer, but when he finally got done, at 1:30 or so, we went into Jonah's room and let out the tobacco and packed them with some good weed. Anyway, we smoked the blunts in 15 minutes, then wandered around the golf course. We found the ball catcher cart, and considered riding it around, but there were no keys. We walked around some more, and the grass and everything around me turned into these geared cogs, like in machinery, and started rotating, and I'd have to snap myself out of these hallucinations. It happened twice and we made our way back to the clubhouse. We sat down against a brick wall, and it felt like so much gravity was pushing down on me. I couldn't talk, and Jonah and Cliff wanted to smoke a bowl, but I didn't want to pull it out of my pocket. After a few minutes, I leaned over, put my hands on the asphalt to support myself, and puked three times. The only thing I had was a full blunt in fifteen minutes. We walked around to get me settled down, and freaked out and ran into the woods when we saw this guy taking his trash out at like 4 in the morning. We went back to his room and passed out after almost vomitting again.
when I quitted for 5 days and started again.. I could see the door.. grow bigger.. and stretch.. and see lots of crazy stuff.. and my hearing kept scaring the fuck out of me... fun times thoa eh man?
I never got so high I wanted to come down. I felt high enough to not want any móre smoking those like.. 15 minutes. But that usually goes quick
Yeah, like the time we had just got some really good sticky iccy weed, and we were driving back into town and smoking it (the driver wasn't smoking, mind you.) Well when we got back in town it hit me and I felt like my heart was beating 500,000 times a minute, even though it was going normal speed. Also, I could 'feel' the air just like you could and everything seemed all fast and intense, scared the shit out of me lol.
when i started getting dank shit when i moved it i thought it wouldnt be that great of weed so i packed my one footer after now smoking for a while like i packed in close to a gram smoked the whole thing i was stoned out of my mind still trying to smoke it, when i went inside i was walking around my room like pacing and i was so high the room was like moving a littile i layed down and just looked at the ceiling for a long time and watched some tv i was so high i realy dont even remeber anyything more then that
I've definitely gotten too much of a body high (although not anything that the fetal position couldn't handle...), but never an insane cerebral high. But there's always this weekend, or the next, or the...
man one time me and my buddys hot boxed a blanket and the next thing we know, it was the the next day, it was crazy,
yea when i was alone and eating brownies, i couldnt walk and was depressed cuz there was nobody to talk me though not being able to walk.
i got so high i once i thought i was gonna die i guess i also thought it would be a good time to come down when i was thinking that im stoned
yeah, a few times i've been a bit too high. it wasn't necessary unpleasant but then it just got kind of old for some reason. sometimes i get so high that i would just like to sleep but try and fight it so i get the most of my weed.
