Well, My first time smoking pot was really shit.
At the time, me and my good friend recently became friends with another guy because we all liked to BMX. He wasn't really a stoner, but he occasionally smoked weed.
We didn't have enough cash to get us all smashed so he suggested weed. I was pretty keen on trying it out so I thought, why not.
We rode a bit to meet a chick at a party we were invited to, and bought some weed. We got there and none of us knew what we were doing, we bought a gram and chopped it up. The people there told us to add 2 full cigarettes for spin. We knew nothing about how to smoke at the time so we just did what they said. Big mistake.
The party was pretty lame and all the single chicks were fat, or green'd out. So we decided to leave. We had our bud, now to smoke it.
We had nothing to smoke it with, no bong. I knew from some old friends I used to hang out with how to make a bong, so we bought sissors, a bottle and cut some of my mates neighbor's hose from the front of his garden. We used a soda can for the cone piece and ta-da, our first home made bong.
Now where can we fucking smoke this bud...
Before I go on, It's about 10pm right now in the story.
Somehow we thought the beach would be a good idea, so we headed down to the beach. While scouting for a place to toke, we saw a couple in a car having sex. We found a bench further along the beach and started to smoke. I had the first hit because I bought the bud and made the bong. It was shit, I coughed like fuck and had pretty big head spin.
Then in the distance we see a person running on the beach with a flashlight. We all shat bricks and started running. I grabbed the weed and the bong and was trying to run fast, without spilling the weed. We then made it to theses stairs which lead to a road above the beach.
We sat down again and started smoking, it was not enjoyable.
After my 3rd cone, I started to feel high, and very, very, cold. My mates were bitching it and skipping goes so I probably had the most weed there and was pretty high by the end of the night.
We hid our bong under the stairs and went riding around. We soon saw a pizza store and went there. While waiting for pizza we saw some people in our year from school, they were pretty shit faced. We exchanged stories and talked until our pizza was ready.
We ate the pizza and went back to my mates house. His dad was home.
My other friend went home and slept in his garage because he was scared of his parents finding out. (He told them he was staying at mine)
I stayed at my other friends house and played some halo 2 on his original xbox. His younger brother was there and was a very person to play snipers with. I remember winning 25-3, I think..
Anyway, the next day we smoked again, I bought another gram of a guy I went to school with at the time and smoked near this awesome rock in some bush land. I pretty much had a whole gram to myself because my friend that I was with bitched it and started throwing up after 2 cones.
That's it, the end.
That was my first and second time smoking weed.
At the time, me and my good friend recently became friends with another guy because we all liked to BMX. He wasn't really a stoner, but he occasionally smoked weed.
We didn't have enough cash to get us all smashed so he suggested weed. I was pretty keen on trying it out so I thought, why not.
We rode a bit to meet a chick at a party we were invited to, and bought some weed. We got there and none of us knew what we were doing, we bought a gram and chopped it up. The people there told us to add 2 full cigarettes for spin. We knew nothing about how to smoke at the time so we just did what they said. Big mistake.
The party was pretty lame and all the single chicks were fat, or green'd out. So we decided to leave. We had our bud, now to smoke it.
We had nothing to smoke it with, no bong. I knew from some old friends I used to hang out with how to make a bong, so we bought sissors, a bottle and cut some of my mates neighbor's hose from the front of his garden. We used a soda can for the cone piece and ta-da, our first home made bong.
Now where can we fucking smoke this bud...
Before I go on, It's about 10pm right now in the story.
Somehow we thought the beach would be a good idea, so we headed down to the beach. While scouting for a place to toke, we saw a couple in a car having sex. We found a bench further along the beach and started to smoke. I had the first hit because I bought the bud and made the bong. It was shit, I coughed like fuck and had pretty big head spin.
Then in the distance we see a person running on the beach with a flashlight. We all shat bricks and started running. I grabbed the weed and the bong and was trying to run fast, without spilling the weed. We then made it to theses stairs which lead to a road above the beach.
We sat down again and started smoking, it was not enjoyable.
After my 3rd cone, I started to feel high, and very, very, cold. My mates were bitching it and skipping goes so I probably had the most weed there and was pretty high by the end of the night.
We hid our bong under the stairs and went riding around. We soon saw a pizza store and went there. While waiting for pizza we saw some people in our year from school, they were pretty shit faced. We exchanged stories and talked until our pizza was ready.
We ate the pizza and went back to my mates house. His dad was home.
My other friend went home and slept in his garage because he was scared of his parents finding out. (He told them he was staying at mine)
I stayed at my other friends house and played some halo 2 on his original xbox. His younger brother was there and was a very person to play snipers with. I remember winning 25-3, I think..
Anyway, the next day we smoked again, I bought another gram of a guy I went to school with at the time and smoked near this awesome rock in some bush land. I pretty much had a whole gram to myself because my friend that I was with bitched it and started throwing up after 2 cones.
That's it, the end.
That was my first and second time smoking weed.
