Ah, while we are telling stories, I guess I will tell the tale of the first time I got stoned.

My friends and I had been blazin all day on some swag, nothing seemed to work for me (this was my first time) i mean, we did the bong, the pipe, everything, then we busted out the joint. about 5 minutes after a couple hits off that baby, and I was on my ass on his couch.

Well, after shifting in and out of reality, we figured we get some food from his kitchen, we ended up eating waffles and damn they were good. Things kept seeming a bit wierd to me though, i kept feeling as though I was at my house, but then I would look around and I wasn't. The last thing I remeber while being over there was when my friend asked me if I wanted a cup of coffee, I said sure, and in my head a voice said (inner monologue :P ) "Then Rob made coffee". I sat there for about 30 minutes wondering why the hell I would have said that in my head, it was crazy. I guess I then blacked out because the next thing I remember, I'm at home sitting on the couch in the living room talking to my parents. It was some crazy sh!t. Nothing like your first time being stoned.