there was a group of 8 of us in a circle..and we rolled 10 joints and 2 blunts..and you hit it and passed one hit..and the rule was if you ever ended up with 4 in your possesion at one time..then you had to take all the joints and blunts from everyone and take a hit off all of them all at once..if you could imagine that..you just kinda put your hands together in a o shape and put your mouth around all of them lol and suck..and pretty much cough/and fall over and die..i dunno its was tight lol

First time I smoked with Mary Jane I was about 11 or 12. A friend of mine had gotten a blunt of dro from his cousin, and offered to smoke with me. I said sure, and shortly after finishing, I drooled for about an hour on the couch. That was the highest I had ever been. My brother, however....

My brother and I had gone to a dealer's house with a friend of our's to smoke out and party a lil' bit. He promptly pulled out a small wooden "treasure chest" full of different kinds of dro, at which point he began naming. For all of you "Grandma's Boy" fans, I replied immediately, "How many times do we have to go through this? I just want a fuckin' bag of weed." We all laughed. He decided it would be best that we pack a 4 ft. bong with a mixture of all of them. I took one hit.

He warned us at first to take baby hits with his bong, but, being the smartasses that my brother and I are, we ripped the hell out of it. I stayed in the room long enough to witness my brother take a hit, exhale, and excuse himself to the bathroom before I walked outside to settle my lungs. About 5 - 10 minutes later, our friend comes out to check on me (I was laying across the porch by this time). He stated that he had taken about 3 hits, and didn't know where exactly he was at the moment, so I took him back inside and found that my brother was still in the bathroom. We all laughed and joked about what he was doing in there (Jerking off or died like Elvis), and apparently, he heard us. I knocked on the bathroom door about 45 minutes after our hits, and all he would say was "Go away. Leave me the fuck alone. I'm chillin'."

It was at this time that he sat down against the door inside the bathroom. He tried to lock the door, but from our side it sounded as if he couldn't figure out how to open it. So, I fell to the floor in laughter. By the time I realized that he wasn't coming out of the bathroom, I was in tears. Another hour or so went by and he was still in the bathroom. The owners of the house were ready for bed, so I tried to get him to come out once again. After about 10 minutes of him and I arguing through the door, I finally got it through his head who I was and he opened the door, but only enough so that I could squeeze in. By the time I got into the bathroom, he had already sprung across to the other side of the room with a pair of scissors in his hand, which made me a bit more sober instantly. The following conversation happened:

Me: So..uh..Wanna give me the scissors?
Him: Fuck that. You stay away from me. You ain't killing me.
Me: Wtfh....
Him: I heard you fuckers talking. You can't kill me! I ain't going out like that!
Me: Uh....wtf are you talking about?
Him: I heard you guys out there talking about killing me. "He's gonna be dead." (Remember us talking about he died like Elvis?)


After half an hour of convincing him that I wasn't there to kill him, he set the scissors, within reach, on the toliet beside him. We FINALLY got him out of the bathroom, and he stares everyone down as if they're all going to attack him at once before getting him into the truck and heading back home. To this day, no one knows why he tripped that badly, but still, it entertained us for a good.....ever.

The first time i got high, i was at with My older cousin Dan, Older cousin Ron, and my same age girl cousin.

We we art Dans Moms house, and we were in some kind of loft area that was a second story but the ceiling was 4 feet high.




SO, here i am, 13 years old, smoked for the first time, and watched them play final fantasy 10 when it had just come out, and the colors and movements were amazing...

then we watched jurrasic park three and that was balls

the girl cousin who shall not be named was trying to get Dan to steal some of his moms cig's for her (she had also refused to smoke the weed, so wtf?) dan wouldnt do it,

later that week that brat told her dad, but luckily my uncle is a cool guy



another time, My friend and i picked up these two girls who i had never met, i believe i was 16 at the time

went into this girls backyard and waterbottle bonged it up

If you have ever used the Sniper rifle in the game Halo, My vision was zooming and it kept zooming in

for about 20 minutes, there WOULD have been a complete silence in our group, but i laughed constantly for the entire session, while they said not one word

Sophomore year in college, my buddies and I lit up a fat blunt in our dorm room, and popped a bottle of vodka to boot.


....everything turned into watermelon, the floor, the chairs, the people, everything. I coulda taken a bite outta the computer, if i wanted to!
Afterward for the next hour or so, I sat in my chair laughing nonstop the entire time. At first they thought it was funny, but half an our into it they started freakin out.
Me, I'm havin' the time of my life...

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