I think first smokes are like first kisses, hard to forget. So what's the story of your first smoke?

I was a freshman in college. 4 kids invited me into their dorm. I went in and they had this 18 inch bong. When it finally was passed to me, I ripped it totally wrong. I didn't even put my mouth on the end right, let alone get a good hit. Still, I got blazed out of my fucking mind, incredible body high. My vision got pretty crazy too. I couldn't even talk. Every single nerve in my body was firing off and it felt great.

From that moment on, mary jane stole my heart.