There are plenty of good/bad times to be told about. Did I ever tell you guys about the first time I smoked some blunts? This is kinda relavent to the thread too, because it is a first time story about blunts: Me, my cousin, and a friend were on our way to the mall and we smoked two FAT ASS blunts of some dank ass bud within 30 minutes. Whenever we got to the mall, I got out of the truck and just passed out as soon as my feet hit the ground. I fell on the ground and my head bounced off the pavement. Then, according to my cousin, I went into convulsions and my eyes were rolling back in my head. People were walking by and asking what was wrong with me. My cousin and my friend threw me back in the truck and threw some water on my face and slapped me around a little bit to wake me up. I was dazed for about 45 minutes and I couldn't keep my eyes open. They kept slapping me and shit. I finally came out of it and we smoked another blunt Then we went to see "The Time Machine" in the movie theater. I slept for the whole movie and woke up feeling very stoned. Then we went to Applebee's.
Nah it happened because I remember parts of it. There is just a large chunk missing. Oh well, I know I had a good time, so that's all that matters.
Yeah and his mother as well. I have never smoked with a 9 year-old and his mother at the same time since then.
Yeah man. That shit has happened 10+ times. People think I am an idiot for still smoking. Oh well. I still have a knot over my eye because I passed out in my friend's bathroom and my face hit the top corner of the washing machine. I spent the rest of the night with frozen corn on my eyes to stop the swelling. Fuckin frozen corn. hahaha
Frozen goods always keep the swelling down. I have a bag of peas in my freezer for just the purpose of being an icepack
The shit comes in handy. That time with the corn was right after I got back from the army and was the first time I had smoked in a few months, which is why it affected me so much. We only smoked two bowls out of a Gatorade bottle bong and I was done.
My first time was during first semester final week in 9th grade. I had taken the first final of the day and had a 2 hour break in between till the next final, so me and couple friends went over to this guys house who we knew would be smoking. I don't think i got to do much (there were lots of greedy people) and I didn't get the least bit high, but I remember going back to school and wondering if I was high or not...let's just say it wasn't my favorite time
Longest break I've ever taken was a month. Good lord was I stoned when I came back smokin. Me and my friend had a punching contest to see who could hit my fridge the hardest one time when we were stoned. he won because his knuckles started to bleed
That's actually why we had the contest. Haha. Me and that friend have some good memories. We rolled and smoked like 5 joints in an hour and then we went to this park near my apartment complex and threw disc for hours. One of the greatest days of my life. I felt really in touch with nature
Those are always wonderful times; when you can just get stoned and not have to worry about shit. I have very few of those times anymore. I am high plenty, but there's always something for me to worry about Most of my worries are worthwhile though, so it's alright I have never played frisbee while I was stoned. Fun? I usually just chill and listen to whatever song I get in the mood to listen to......and watch Family Guy, of course. I'm a lazy stoner.
I have plenty of shit to worry about and I do a lot of thinking when I'm high but I never get to the point where I freak out. I just tell myself everything is going to work out ok and I'll be alright Frisbee is incredibly good when you're stoned. Playing in bare feet in the grass is awesome. Makes me feel great. I've been into listening to music and doing my little drawings. I threw my first one up here. I really appreciated all the criticism I got. I know I'm not a fantastic artist but It's kind of a therapy for me. Very soothing
Yeah I remember that. I am not a good artist either. All I can draw is potleaves, as portrayed in my gallery. I actually liked that drawing you did. It was so stonerish.
the first time i ever smoked was when i was thirteen and it was thanksgiving weekend. my three friends and i were walking down the road late at night and it was freezing! mind you the community we live in is very very small and very very much so in the boonies so there realy isnt much to do except do drugs, drink booze and listen to rock n' roll. we were walking down to the lake and my friend pulled out an oil joint that he had gotten from his parents and sparked it. he offered it to me and i was like "ok" and i've been smoking since! it's quite a fond memory for me because it was the first night i ever really hung out with those three people and from then on they have been my best friends. so it's a memory we all share together.