I Want To Hear Your Best Stoner Story...

When we were smoking as teenagers and no one had a lighter, I went into the house and unable to find one, I ended up lighting the frays at the bottom of the leg of my jeans on the cooker until they were smoldering. Since they were outside my boots, I did not bother to put them out and we were using them as a lighter for the next hour or so. The following day I had to cut my jeans into shorts.

 

The 1st time I ever made and ate edibles, I used some seriously sorry weed. I ground it to powder, which was easy since I'd had it almost a year. It had to have been close to an ounce...(I got it "on sale" not realizing a joint the size of my thumb wouldn't get me high; but, since I had bought it no way was I going to throw it away and I had bought 1 1/2 oz)

I didn't know what I was doing with using weed in edibles and just put the powdered weed into the batter of a brownie mix I'd bought...

I ate 1 brownie and in an hour or so I felt nothing so I ate another (large) one.

Jesus help me...I was as high as a Georgia pine...hallucinating sheep were grazing out of a box of books I had, watched lots of little furry creatures running around on the floor, the curtains waved at me. EVERYTHING was soooo funny. I was also immobile, and recall thinking if someone were to come and rob me I'd just have to let them have what they wanted because I couldn't move...and that was fine too.

 

My best stoner story:

When I was 14 I had an assignment in school in which we were required to team up with another student. Since none of my friends were attending this class I teamed up with this stoner dude. At the completion of the assignment we formed a brief friendship, the optimal word is brief.

I asked him if he wanted to play street hockey, no, go to a red sox game, no, take in an action flick at the cinema, no, ok fine so what do you want to do? he says go to the park and hang out, ok fine I’ll grab my football and we can toss it around a bit, no, how about a frisbee, No, he just wanted to hang out and sit on the picnic table and chill, So i suggest we get a closer look at the practicing cheerleaders, nah

Fucking Stoners

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