Stoned to the Point of Stupidity

That would be how I'd describe my third time smoking. My friends and I all chipped in and got a quarter of Sour D. I had smoked mids the two times before, so needless to say I was gone. I spent a good half feeling like I was a tetherball, just sitting down and letting my upper body flow in huge, wobbly circles. The only time I stopped this was when the bong/bowl/blunt/bubbler came back my way.

 

One time I got My pipe, Weed, Eye drops, Spray and walked like 15 minutes away down to the park to meet my mate to have a sesh.. then.. "FUCK! Forgot the fucking lighter" had to walk back home to get it haha. but all ended well as we ended up getting some food at mine aswell after we had a smoke there

 

i drive better high, everything else i'm a little bit slower at.

 

Done it many times!
or worst yet; went and got fire, came back to toke up-- no papers!