I was rummaging through my old hiding spots and I found a tiny little bit of dank weed left in my stuffed animal. It was barely enough for one bowl. So I head outside and start smoking by my firepit. I got bit by about 4 mosquitos in about a second, so I decided to head over to our giant oak tree since it's closer to the road. I smoke the bowl, get a good 8-10 hits then cash it. As I'm cashing it I see something out of the corner of my eye. I look over and it looks like some sort of rectangle in the road. I look closer and it's a fuckin person, not more than 20 feet from where I've been smoking, smoking a cigarrette and walking my way. I freaked out gathered up all my shit and put it in my trunk. Jesus Christ that shit was so damn trippy. Anyone else have any times that you've been scared out of your mind during a smoke or two? Did I mention that I'm fucking ripped? Nick
try going for a walk through the woods in the middle of the night. its always fun, when you can barely see the path you are walking on, n yer tripping over shit
Never been scared out of my mind. I'm always really capable of being reasonable about stuff when I'm stoned. I guess the only real time I was scared was when my friend was being a dick and convinced me the weed we smoked was laced, 'cause I have to take random drug test and only now how to fool for THC, and it tests for everything.
It doesn't even have to be dense, just take smaller hits (keep the flame on for very little time, maybe a second)
The other day my friend and I were in hte car with this random guy adn he had one of those radar detecter things. My friend and I were convinced he was a cop, even when he smoked us up. Before we went with him we had smoked a blunt so we were already out of it. We drove places and cranked hte music. I love being in that atmosphere when i'm high. Well anyways we stopped at the gas station and he went inside. My friend and I waited in the car. The radar detector thing said four nad we thought there were four cops comming to arrest us. We were getting so scared. Then I did some thinking nad said "Even if we were to get arrested that would be pretty awsome because the guy who arrested us smoked us up and took us for a ride. We strted to calm down then laughed uncontrolably. The guy came back with soda and a pack of ciggaretts for us. He was hte coolest guy I hvae ever met. I had an awsome time.
i have hjad people walk dogs by me in the fields nearby, but they never say anything, i usually see them way before their close and put everything down.
I remember this one time a buddy and I were burning behind a school in the neighborhood and it was kinda foggy, it was real cool seeing the dew on the grass, the thick foggy air that appeared as if it could be cut, not to menton the field was almost pitch black, the only lights were placed sparsely around the school. As we continued to burn it appeared as if the fog was becoming thicker, the air more milky than before, and it continued to progress as the session went on, in addition, the smoke we were creating was evident, all in all one cool sight to behold. What was kinda freaky about this is during the drive home it was pitch black with white fog, no lights at all it seemed, not to mention the cigarettes we had were causing the same effect on the inside of the car. To make the situaton worse, my friend had forgot his glasses which he requires to drive. So if you could imagine two stoners, freshly ripped, trying to navigate through fog on some backstreets in the young morning it is pretty comical and i guess kinda freaky. Peace - J
my scariest bowl...so me and my buddies are drivin along, smokin a bowl, and when i look into my rear view mirror and see a cop behind me with his lights on...when i look at him he motions me to pull over, so im like fuck...busted. when i pull over he zooms right past me. i was so relieved
only one time i got freaked out...i started the day off driving to pick up my best friend...smoke a bowl on the way there....picked her up...drove around for a few hours smoked 2 bowls...(by this time we are soo happy high we wave to every car we pass)....becca(my bestfriend) relazies she left something for work at school up at central(college in MI)...we drive two hours there...smoke a couple more bowls...get there, rearrange the furniture to freak her roomate at when she got home and no one was there anymore..left...had just enough left over to smoke all the way home...get back...her bf has more weed to smoke...so been high non stop all day...why not all night...then we are sitting on the porch in the darkness...my bestfriend makes all these creepy faces, and starts to be scary...well it freaked me the fuck out easily because i was so high...so i just left so i could chill in listen to music...i guess that story wasnt that great...oh well
