My friends and I have some pretty weird but funny habits and behaviors that we talk about when we're stoned. They include: "Ohhh buddy, I'm jacked!!" "Duuude, let's roll a BLUNT!!" "You got weed? I got papers!!" -Sam, my friend who's tall and skinny but thinks he can take on anyone and loves to take a huge portion of my weed and roll a blunt "Hi, this is Jarrett, leave a message." -Jarrett, a (white-acting) black kid who has a cell phone voicemail message that resembles someone who's either crying or at gunpoint, he also looks at his joint after he takes a hit "Whoooooo-hoo-ahoo-ahoo-ahoo..." -Me, exhaling after taking a very big hit (it sounds like I'm weeping), I also tend to swallow hits and say random and eccentric things like "My jaw is itchy", "There's snakes in my hair", "I'm not high yet"(when I'm really high), and "Dude, we're all like part of one big painting, man" (all true) "Dude, kid, dude, check me out" "Check me out dude, so I was like screwing this girl dude..." -Me, Sam, and Tony mocking these kids who sit at a table next to ours. This is all we can hear from these kids, they almost always say this. "Heyyyyyy" -Me and Tony, everytime I pick him up at his house he walks out the door, we both point to each other, and do a "Fonz" pose by extending and separating our forearms and palms face-up while smiling at each other "Arrrrrrrriiibaaaaa, ah ha ha!!!" -Keegan, my irish friend usually does this, plus making bong noises through his mouth with water, making a joint hit noise, licking his lips everytime he's hyperfocused on breaking up weed or rolling a joint, and smoking out of the same chillum every friday Do you or your friends have funny habits or behaviors?
my friend and i started to move side by side like a pendulum. it was like there were forces that made us move that way.
"I also tend to swallow hits" heh isn't that what begginers tend to do.. not tryin to be rude?? don't you get them dirty burpies... I only swallow my hits... if I do a ghost hit.. but thats just keepin it in my lungs.. Weird habits for me and my friends.. nothin really.. we just get high
~ Me and my one friend always end up talking about cyclopes, it ALWAYS comes up , and we seriously don't mean to do it (or at least I don't anyways) ~ We all think it's funny to stare at each other for no reason but to weird the other person out. ~ We always go and sit in McDonalds. I'm surprised they don't kick us out because we're really loud and swear a lot haha. ~ Every time we're in town and want to smoke pot we go into the woods behind Walmart, and we usually always see a fox (a real fox, not a foxy guy ) That's all I can think of other than 'three toke pass' and 'hold it in until it gets back to you'
^^ how many are in the group with the holding till ur gets to you.. holding tokes for too long isn't very smart. Creates bubbles on ur lung, then you spit up blood. Happened when I ghost hitted a bucket 3 times in a row
I usually smoke alone, but when I'm high I call a couple of my friends and start telling them really crazy stories. I don't mean to call them, it always happens though. The latest story was: - I was in a cave being attacked by ghosts, and I started freaking out. I turned into a Ghost Buster and destroyed all the "ghosties". My friend said I even made fake ghost blaster sounds like "pow pow pow". I couldn't stand up, because my feet were stuck in the mud and I was sitting on top of a mountain. I couldn't leave the cave because the "white board with a gold thing" was stuck and I couldn't move it. My friend told me to take a nap in the cave and wait for the Easter Bunny and Santa Clause to bring me presents, because if I was awake they wouldn't come (she was trying to keep me where I was so I didn't interact with my parents who had gotten home in the middle of my high). I also wanted her to sing to me, but she wouldn't do it and I started crying. I had no idea what was going on, but my friend is pretty good at giving me detailed reports of what I tell her on the phone. Later that night I woke up in my closet and was totally oblivious to why I was in there.
I'm not making that up at all. I was pretty bombed and I was too lazy to get up so I took a nap, and woke up in my closet not knowing what happened.
