Your first time getting high

mroffthewall

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There's probably a thread out there somewhere like this, but I couldn't find it, so fuck it, let's start a new one.

I was about 16, and there was a new kid who just moved Charleston, which is a real urban city known for its weed. I wasn't expecting to get high, I was walking my dog and we ran into each other. He had a bowl packed with OG Kush, so we went on the empty golf course in my neighborhood, parked our asses under a big oak tree, got blasted, and accidentally got my dog faded from secondhand smoke. Then the three of us walked around for about an hour in the neighborhood, fucking around. Then after a while we parted ways, I headed home and took a two-hour nap, then a rich family friend who was visiting decided to treat us to a four-course dinner at one of the most expensive places in Myrtle Beach. It was an incredible first time, and I wouldn't have wanted it to happen any other way.
 

DMTER

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Portland, Or waterfront park...about 13-14 years old smelly hippy folk...bowl of ganja....

smoked, said my eyes feel heavy, they said thats supposed to happen...first time smelling patchouli oil...

not a very inspiring story...
 

mroffthewall

New Member
Portland, Or waterfront park...about 13-14 years old smelly hippy folk...bowl of ganja....

smoked, said my eyes feel heavy, they said thats supposed to happen...first time smelling patchouli oil...

not a very inspiring story...
Hell, mine's not too inspiring either, man.
 

zhn0k

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i jacked off after smoking for my first time and busted the fattest nut.

oatmeal load.
 

dangerlow

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I was 13, and not one of the "Cool Kids" so I had barely heard of weed. One of the "Cool Kids" invited me over randomly, and I was just amazed to actually hang out with him. I came over and he stole a sack from his mom and brought it downstairs. He showed me how to make a pop can pipe and we ripped. I coughed and coughed my ass off, but the peer pressure kicked in and I kept hitting it. Soon the paranoia set in and I could not be consoled. My friends mom came in and said my parents called and were on their way. I was a basket case, his mom was spraying me with glade, and forcing eye drops in my eyes. My parents showed up and I was busted. My dad was your typical Red Forman type, kicks in the ass and whatnot, and that day he beat my ass bad, but I was too high to feel it much.
I never hung out with Brian again, but he eventually became the burnout kid who tried it all before he even dropped out. I didn't smoke for three years, but my second experience was when I fell in love :bigjoint:
 

tkowitha123

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The first time I smoked we prolly smoked a quarter with 2 of my close friends(from Church School) all in a matter of a few hours, I got so stoned I puked, I kept smoking more... not sure as to the felling I was to have, and when it hit me! @U#K man was I dizzy and full of laughs so much laughter that I ended up barfing all over myself. I tried it again a week or so later had most of the same effects but this time no vomit!!! Thats when I fell in love
 

SirGreenThumb

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I was 10 and stole a dime bag from my dads secret drawer. I had a make shift pipe made out of a toilet paper roll and aluminum foil. Me and my brother had walked up the steep hill behind our house to enter the woods and once we got to our spot we broke up the bud packed it tight and ended up smoking the whole dime bag in around 4 bowls. Got so high that when we started to return home we forgot about the big hill that we previously walked up. I was the unlucky one that was walking in front and tumbled down the hill into the creek below. Didn't ruin my high that much, but I will never forget it.
 

Hepheastus420

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My older sister introduced it to me when I was 15.. she taught me how to pack a bowl and hit it out of a pipe.. I ended up listening to music and having a great time just laying down. I knew me and pot would be good friends already.
 

SirGreenThumb

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My older sister introduced it to me when I was 15.. she taught me how to pack a bowl and hit it out of a pipe.. I ended up listening to music and having a great time just laying down. I knew me and pot would be good friends already.
Heph, where the hell you been? I seriously haven't seen a post from you in a long time.
 

Hepheastus420

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Heph, where the hell you been? I seriously haven't seen a post from you in a long time.
Hey sgt.. ive been around, just been more busy than usual, I get my riu fix when I can finally relax for the day and by then I'm too tired to post.. riu is still good for laughs though, ill be around for the long run :) thanks for giving a shit about a fellow member! Haha
 

SirGreenThumb

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Hey sgt.. ive been around, just been more busy than usual, I get my riu fix when I can finally relax for the day and by then I'm too tired to post.. riu is still good for laughs though, ill be around for the long run :) thanks for giving a shit about a fellow member! Haha
Yea, I understand. I'll usually end up posting sometime during the day, mostly in the evening though. But yea, was good to see ya around, since there a lot of members that just get so fed up here they leave and never come back. The majority that leave are some of the nicest-coolest people. This forum isn't for everyone though, you need to have a morbid sense of humor and thick skin.
 

Sunbiz1

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I was 14 and a neighbor turned me onto Panama red. I got what we used to call the spins:lol:...feels like you're on one of those gravity type carnival rides glued to the wall. Went home and passed out on the couch. Mom came home from work and knew what was up immediately.

Ah, the good old days. Even when I quit for a year once, I could never get that high no matter how potent the strain.
 

neosapien

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I'm pretty sure I was about 12 and it was on the back porch at 2am with my older sister and neighbor out of a pop can. Or was it with Miss Scarlett in the study with the lead pipe. I don't really remember actually.
 

SirGreenThumb

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I'm pretty sure I was about 12 and it was on the back porch at 2am with my older sister and neighbor out of a pop can. Or was it with Miss Scarlett in the study with the lead pipe. I don't really remember actually.
You would remember if you fell down a hill. :lol:
 
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