what are your favorite memories...i just had a good one

dude last night was amazing, k so heres wat happened

12:30-my friend joe snuck out to my house (which is extremely risky kuz my parents are right upstairs), i come outside an we light up

We each get about 10 or 15 hits each, then he tells me, this shit is whitewidow silverhaze and dogshit, and im like HOLY SHIT,

1245- we lay down and look at the stars and i can see patterns in the sky, also the stars are moving.
i know i wasnt hallucinating kuz joe saw it to, there were three shooting stars,it was absolutly beautiful, we start thinkin really funny, like we started crackin up cuz we pictured a guy fallin from the stars

1250-i roll down a hill, that was fuckin awesome, try it,then i bid my friend adue, and go back inside

(note: this entire time i fell about 10 pds. and that im gonna float into space

12:52- i get inside and throw on some Jefferson Airplane, man, i am stoned, im seeing patterns fuckin everywhere, and when i close my eyes, its like im in a new worlds

1:00 my high is whereing off, and i decide to call it a night but i still feel like im floating, like litterally, im in the air, it was fucked up

105- i finally call it a night after seeing patterns and shit


so does anybody have there own favorite experience?????

 

that's kinda how i felt the first time i smoked. buy i never get to buy stuff like silver haze or widow. because i' poor.

 

One of my favorite experiences is when I had just a little bit left in my sack. Probably about 4g. I rolled it all into one giant cone-shaped spliff and popped about 6mg of xanax. After the xanax kicked in, at about midnight, I got in the car and started driving. When I got on my way, I lit up my spliff and started toking. I made my way to Startship Enterprises, a pornshop/headshop, I was still smoking the spliff when I made it to the store parking lot. I sat there and finished, and the car was totally smoked out and the music was blaring. I think I was listening to Lil Wyte "Doubt Me Now". After I chilled in my foggy car for a few minutes, I decided to go in the store. As soon as I walked in, the clerk asked me if I was high. I said "hell yeah". She said "cool". She knew exactly why I was there and took me right back to the bongs and bowls and shit. I ended up looking at about 20 bowls before I decided on what to buy. I bought a glass sherlock, a metal pipe with lots of alien shit on it, and then I bought a gift basket that included a glass spoon, a stainless steel space case grinder, and a bottle of Formula 420 glass cleaner. All of this totalled out to about $90, which isn't too bad at all, considering what all I got. Then I got back in my car and drove around for a while just zoned out and listening to various CD's. Then I made my way home at about 3am. When I parked my car in front of the house, I forgot to put it in park because I was so fucked up, then I got out and it rolled into out shed, leaving a hole in the side of it. I didn't give a fuck at the time and just backed the car up and went back inside and ate some more xanax. My only problem was that I didn't have any bud left to try out my new bowls. It was a wonderful night though.

 

One of the best memories I have is the first time I got high.
I sucked back then coz I had a bad trip, but thinking about those days makes me really nostalgic and brings upon me a really strage feeling. It's as if I wanted to go back in time and live those moments again ( very similar to the feeling you get when you hear a song that reminds you of a certain period in time). Anyway it goes like this:

It all started when one of my friends told us that he could score some hash. At that time I was a total noob and I had only tried hash 2 or 3 times without getting high and I didnt have any hookups.
I gave the money to one of my friend's friends and 15 min later we had some hashish. I must addmit that I had been really ripped off. We got a really small quantity for what we had paid , but at that time I didnt have a clue about hash prices and stuff so I just took the hash without saying anything...
the guy who brouht us the hash was an expert pothead. he prepared a nice "daboos" ( method to smoke hash smilar to the concept of bottle tokes) and we started toking.
I took only 3 hits and I was about to cough out all of my intestines so I eventually stoped smoking leaving my 2 other friends finish the rest of the daboos.
10 mins later I started trippin balls. I thought I was inside a dream ( i really thought I was dreamin) and I was kinda waitin for someone to wake me up. I slowly realized I wasnt dreamin becoz everything was to real to be in a dream and that's when I started freakin out. That was the only bad trip I had in 2 years of smoking plus it was the first time for me to actually get high, so you can immagine how "bad" the trip should have been. I started screamin for help. I was begging my friends to wake me up form that bad dream I was having but all they did each time I asked for help, was start laughing like crazy which freaked me ut even more. It lasted only about 15 min but I was really freakin out. when they understood that I was not kidding and that I was really having a hard time, My freinds started calming me down and told me to enjoy the high instead of being afraid of it. I did as my friends told me, and that's when I started enjoying the trip. A few minutes later we were laughing like hell thinking about about what had just happened.I fell in love with MJ since that day.

 

your not really 36 are you? haha

 

Getting stoned with two friends outside during at thunderstorm in the early hours of the morning. It was amazing, I could feel the boom of the thunder throughout my body and when lightning would strike close by it would light the whole area up nearly as clear as daylight for a split second. We collectively smoked a quarter of some nice high mids that night and got soaked and laughed our asses off, definitely one of the most fun and incredible experiences of my life.

 

Is dogshit a real strain?? I think it is just a gag from Up in Smoke.

 

My favorite memory is everytime I smoke weed.

 

haha Now, that's what I'm talking about........fuckin stoner. lol

 

ya dog shit is a real strain

 

Hahaha, I did that once right after I smoked a fat dank bowl. It was so much fun .

 

man. Tonight we hotboxed the car, and then we went swimming..for a long fucking time, we smoked again then we parted off to our own houses, now Im iomn the board and.....telll ing you the memory of my night. It has got to be the best. Now imlistening to SAUSAGE a Primus side project, great stoned music.

 

Anything with Claypool is great stoned music.

 

this summer has been really terrible for me, like a lot of my summers are. i got this job at a call center where you have to dress up because it's the only one of it's kind in the nation or whatever. anyway every weekend this summer, this friend of mine "A", his parents have been out of town ever weekend, so we would go over ther and toke and have beers, and it was our only escape from full time jobs. So this past saturday, was the last weekend he could do it, cause his family was moving up to georgia (he goes to school there and they thought it was convenient) so we decided to party harder than ever. this other friend "J" bought 4 bottles of liquor and we had twice as many people over as usual and it was a perfect end to the saving grace of this summer.

 

hehe you should have many more experiences ahead of you, tiger, an hour of gettin high and chillin out is awesome at first but then awesome can become the norm and you find yourself doing more awesome activities to keep awesomely entertained

chaaaaaa


shooting stars are awesome

 

at the beginning of one summer me and 4 or 5 kids all made a firepit in this kids big backyard. we dragged a hammock, a bunch of chairs, and a propane grill from his house out to where we were chilling. so we blazed by the fire while roasting some hot dogs and burgers and drinking some vitamin water which tasted awesome at the time. then some of us passed out on a trampoline nearby after telling stupid ass stories for a couple hours. it was only like the 2nd or 3rd time i smoked so i had a really sweet time. wouldve been cooler if we had a guitar or something layin around.. but fun nonetheless.

 

our whole group of friends sittin a circle, passing the bong, holding the smoke in as long as possible before passing on, as soon as u couldnt smoke another cone u were out of the circle til the next session.

stealing leaves from our parents plants.

givin everyone a drug related name ie Justine=Justoned Jacky=Cracky etc

stealing a bucket to have buckybongs on the sly at a friends, and then tryin to return the bucket to the owners after gettin high & feeling bad (bad enough that i swear the clock was taunting me saying 'bucket bucket'' instead of 'tick tock').

 

That reminds me of the one time I was talking with these dudes I smoke with sometimes. They were talking about this stoner game they wanted to do sometime where you get like 10 or more people in a big circle, everyone brings a sack of weed, and whoever has a piece brings their piece too. Then what you do is everyone loads their piece and takes a hit, then passes it, and when the bowl runs out, whoever has the piece has to load another with their weed. Now the "game" part is that if you ever get too high to smoke, you have to put the rest of your sack of weed in the middle of the circle, and last one smoking wins and gets all the weed in the middle! Hahaha, thing is that I doubt some people would give up (I know I wouldn't ).

I haven't tried this game yet but I definitely plan to sometime.

 

One of my "Greatest Hits" (quoting Sublime.....)

So we are all drunk, and super high, and its fucking STORMING outside. We all want to go to swimming... so we go to this swimmin hole nearby called Bum's Beach. We had a bunch of wine, and we just went out in the water skinny dippin with a bong, and our like six bottles of wine! We just sat in the water, and wached the storm blow, and got drunker and drunker, and higher and higher..... then someone got paranoid, and thought they heard a car (the place we were swimming at was illegal.....) and so we all streak outta the water and grab our clothes and BOOK it back to the car. Of course, there wasnt a car at all, and it was such a buzzkill running all that way, so we just sat in the parking lot in the warm summer rain and smoked bongs for a couple of hours... so much fucking fun.... I love summer!!!

Summertime and the livin's easy....

 

I went to upstate NY to visit some old friends that I havnt seen for 3 years. Three of my friends and I went to the park and went walking for about two hours. If you dont know, that area is full of really gentle rolling hills with BIG oaks and other wierdly shaped trees. It was a really great time of getting high and movin around, but the best part was when we stumbled upon a really old stone ampitheater that must have been built a hundred years ago. It was sunk into the ground and moss was covering these huge stones. My friend luckily had his small speakers and CD player in his bag and we danced to some great tunes until we all just passed out. Probably the best night of my summer.