Crash! The pothead's most hated sound...

So, less then a week after getting my car totalled, I reach down to grab the only thing that makes me not pissed off about not having a car, my double bubbler. I grab the stem, but for some reason it's wet! It slips out of my hand and I hear the painful sound of the main chamber shattering, spilling gross-ass bongwater all over the carpet. $120 down the drain, as well as by far the best peice I ever had...

So, i guess i'm in the market for a new peice of glass, even though I have to buy a new car... but fuck that I want a nice smoking peice.

 

dude that fucking sucks. i broke my bowl about a month ago (i have a new one now)... i took one hit out of a grav bong, and was like whoaaa and dropped the bowl... it was lame!

lol i made that blisset bucket, i love this thing

 

breaking pieces sucks man... my friend and i were smoking a nice bong (just a waterbottle) with a new glass slide we had bought. Well a good deal into the session and im taking my hit and i go to clear the chamber. i pull the slide out and i grab it by the bowl instead of the handle and its freakin HOT! i drop it and it shatters on the floor. i couldnt believe it! i felt terrible cuz my friend had paid for it and i just broke it! worst moment of my life i think... lol jk but it did suck

 

ever notice that it sounds EXACTLY like dropping a baby on it's head?

 

hahaha!

 

I remember the summer of 02 (what an awesome summer four days of cheese 2 steamboat 2 red rocks) my buddy J had the worse luck with some nice glass. One evening he bought this gorgeous sidecar bub. The next morning when he dropped me off at work some of our other buddies were in the parking lot so he was showing them the piece and T was admiring it and then slip shattered right in the middle of the country club parking lot. Shit that sucked. So T said he'd buy J any piece he wanted. So that afternoon they went to the shop and picked up an awesome steamroller. I busted my ass over to his place right after work to break it in. J takes the first hit off the new piece, I hit it, it hit like a champ, then J's bro, then T. That is 4 hits total ever taken off that piece, T goes to pass it and in slow motion we all watch it drop straight to the concrete patio. Needless to say that was the last time T smoked with us on a hard surface.

 

i dont think many people heard a baby getting dropped on his head XD

 

shit man it happens all good things come to a end

 

yeah!! and in order for a new good thing to happen, this bad thing has to happen.

like, it's bad that this piece broke, but you wouldn't be able to get a new one if this one hadn't broke!

 

I have never broken a piece , so i guess im lucky.. but i have laid my slide piece to our bong on the floor, just to set it their idk why but somebody stepped on it and we couldnt use the bong for a week untill we bought a replacement sucky slide piece.. it was the worst for me..
But yes the "crack" of the glass is a horrible sound.

 

Yeah, I know the feeling, I had this nice glass sidecar pipe that I dropped this summer.

 

I knew a guy who in '76 spent $200 ($400 in to-days money) for a glass bong replica of the Starship Enterprise.
It was truely a work of art. About 15" tall it occupied the center of the coffee table in the getting high room. It lasted 1 week before someone knocked it over.
The guy glued it back together, and then epoxy-ed the base of the bong to the table, so it wouldn't get knocked over again.
About a month went by before someone bumped into it and snapped it off at the base, completely ruining it.

 

rangerdanger, i think my heart just broke. that sounds like a fucking amazing bong...

 

C'mon everyones dropped a baby on its head at least once.

*silence*

No? Guess it's just me . . .

 

I just totalled my car too, man. I had my glass in the car and that was what brought me out of unconciousness, after hitting a tree on the driver's side. I remember waking up and thinking "OH shit... I've got glass..." I didn't even think to grab the eighth I had out of the dashboard stash drawer thing, under the steering wheel (Toyota). When I was in the hospital, I became conscious again at one point and dug through the pockets of my jacket to see if there was any herb in there and there was no bag, so I freaked. Then I thought there was a bunch of spilled herb, but it was moss-covered bark from the tree, which resembled broken diggity dank nuggets. I thought about hitting the bowl right in the emergancy room... but I'm glad I didn't, because I was so out of it, I probably would have smoked bark. (I wasn't even high when I wrecked... I just passed out after I did a favor and took my friend's girl over to his house, after he called me and said she needed a ride, since I was just down the street from her)

So, the next evening, after spending the night in the hospital, I go back to the impound/junk yard to see my apparantly, blood spattered yota, which happened to be in the worst shape out of the 100+ cars sitting around me. I dive head first into the passenger side and rip the dashboard open to get it out. I felt so relieved, lmao. I thought the cops kept it, at first.

So, that night, I stashed the glass it in my jacket and manage to hide it from state troopers and EMS by setting the jacket on the floor of the ambulance, under my stretcher. Haha. I even had the EMS guy pick it up and put it on top of me while I was on the stretcher and he didn't notice.

It was pretty amusing at the time, even though my head was split open.