what is ur favorite time getting stoned, post a few if u want! mine is: it was the last day of school i got together with my 3 friends and went in there camper in there backyard, it was like 9 at nite so we said we were sleeping in the camper. we smoked 5 bowls 3 joints and 3 bongs of some good ass shit, i think it was like 11 and we were so baked, actully we were past baked we were retarded. so we go on a walk and we thought we were fighting in the civil war next thing i know im at burger king and then we go to a gas station, we walk in and i see a cop walk right by me and look right in my blood red eyes , i look back and i see him grab some donuts out of a case and i just lmao i couldent help it we bought like 40 dollars worth of food and shit and we leave back to my friends house as were walking a cop pulls up next to us and asks us what were doing and im like looking for a lost bird ( idk why i said that} and we booked, best night ever! and thge cops were rolling around that whole night lookin for us
ehem. me and my friend dylan blazed a quarter in blunts, joints and his bong. so we were pretty high. no we were FUCKED up. and my gf called me and she was with dylans girl and they wanted us to come downtown. now we are 15 and didnt have a ride and couldnt drive. so we do wut any two stoners would do. smoke another blunt and hop on these 2 piece of shit schwinns from like 1960 or some shit. so here we are rollin down the highway (he lives like 3 miles out of town) and i start hearing my bike making a weird ass sound. all of a sudden the back tire of the bike falls off and sends me careening into a ditch on the side of a road. and dylan being the good friend he is proceeds to laugh and point. so i get up and we start contemplating what we should do. the bike he was riding had one of those little grate things that goes over the back tire, i have no fucking clue wut its used for but it was sturdy. so him being the smaller of the two of us sits sideways on that little piece of metal and i start pedaling. we arrived a half hour later pissed off and my girl and his had already went home. fucking bitches. so we then mounted the schwinn and rode to my girlfriends house and knocked on her window. her mother opened it. we ran. and then we rode ALL the way BACK to his house and found about an 8th in his room under his dresser. it was acually a pretty fun night. i can only imagine what we looked like on that bike
i just remember this one time i was chillin with like three of my good frieds. we went in my one friends pool shed and smoked countless bowls from a gravity bong. we got to the point where we couldnt even function properly anymore. it started pouring out and we all thought we were in the boat (think of the spins but more like bobbing up and down... very strange) so we decide we should book it to the house. were running when all of a sudden i could feel my feet hydroplanning on these huge ass puddles. then, i feel like golem from lord of the rings. we finally make it to the basement where we drink beer and eat cereal for the rest of the night while singin, dancin, listenin to tunes, watching movies... one of my greatest times ever...
I was at this nude beach in california, yet the only nude person there was a 60 year old guy with binoculars (creappy as hell), so i went down, and then we went and explored this grotto and these crazy rock formations and shit. Also, it was medical weed, so it was absolutly amazing. Anyway, it was like 10 o clock, me and my cousin were stoned out of our minds, and his two friends were trippin on some acid. Then we realized we had to do like a mile long hike preatty much up a cliff with no railings. I swear i almost fell off the side 20 times. I was like, high out of my mind. Then on the way home, we stopped to get some munchies at a gas station, and for some reason there were like 15 people in there, and i swear they were all staring right at me. I thought for sure someone was ganna say somthing, but they didnt, and when we got back to my cousins appartment, we went into a hot tub that his complex has, and then afterwards we played candyland, which was absoutly amazing.
becca, josh n i were trippin on acis at the beach and all we wanted to do was smoke. so i went up to some people that i thought looked cool and asked "where's the green at?" the guy gave me the wierdest look ever so i walked away. about five min later he came up to me and handed me an eighth baggie and said whoever can ask like that on a private beach while we're celebrating my younger sisters bday party is cool with me. we had no idea were we were. i didnt know delaware had private beaches. i didn't know beaches could be private and who decides! anywho we got our pot and in celebration we got naked went swimming and sat naked on the life guard stand about a mile down talking about life and music. Then the guy and his friends came down saw us laughed as we franticly put our clothes back on and smoked with us. it was jus such a random but great day. and plus i got free pot. =)
i went down to the local "swimmin' hole/river" with a few friends. my friends were drunk and i was sober to drive. i had no weed that day and wouldn't have any for about a week. when we got to the small waterfall at the creek we started to swim. but then we noticed these 3 hippie girls from school sitting on a big flat rock in the middle of the creek. they looked toward us and pointed to their pipe. we swam over to them and sat down. they asked us if we wanted to join in....so we did i got to smoke some dank weed out of 2 amazing glass pipes, right in the middle of a river, on a big flat rock, next to a waterfall, with my friends and 3 hippie girls. it was so much fun. then once we where done smoking they got out their drum and one of them started playing a lil beat. then they all started singing and rapping. we all told stories and laughed and it was pretty much the best time ever.
The best time i've been high was probably a couple weeks ago.. my brother picked me up from school randomly, he never does usually because he has work..then he said he had to make a run for 3 pounds..so we went to get it real quick and then once he got it, he took like a little more then a quarter ounce out of the 3 p's for ourselves...then we sold off the herb to this one kid, afterwards we stopped a gas station, bought some cigs and blunt wraps while i stole food and drinks..so i got in the car, we droves around while i rolled 3 blunts that were like 3 g's each. we smoked 2 of them, picked up my brother's homie and smoked the next one while boxing the car...then i got dropped off at home at like 10 pm, and smoke was flooding out of the car, so i just stood there in amazement of what all just happened and it took me like 10 minutes to get my shit together and go inside.. I was fucked up basically.
Ok so I got three stories that stick out in my mind... #1) My cousin Brad, his girl, and some friend of hers meant for me, all drove up to lake Baryessa at like 12 am. We smoked the entire way up, then pulled up by the cliffs and smoked more while slamming shots of tequilla. After awhile of this we walked dow over to the shore where we proceeded to strip down and go skinny dipping even though it was early spring run-off season and the water was freezing ass cold. It was a good time! #2) Same people a few weeks later, we all went down by some ruins off to the east of the Golden Gate Bridge near the shore of the bay and got blown out of our minds on some really high quality jamaican shit! The lights from the city were all lit up, and it was a beautiful site. Only problem I had that night was we mixed too much bammer in on the side of smoking the good stuff, thus I over did it a bit. #3) I always tell everyone I do not remember my high school graduation, but I sure as hell remember pieces of my cousin's. While my cousin was acctually graduating his friend and I were waiting for him at his place as there were not enough tickets for everyone to go, so to pass the time and wait we smoked several bowls. Then when he got home the real party began. For a grad present His mother (who's well off) bought him quite a bit of high end kronic, so we smoked a few blunts there at his house, then drove to a hotel party where us and all of his friends sat around passing around all the different kinds of shit we had to smoke. After a few hours of this, we returned back to my cousin's house and again returned to smoking kronic blunts while stiing on his back porch watching the stars and being served strawberry daquris and shots of tequilla from his parents. It was an awesome night, and i was even still high then next morning.
