Wassup guys, for starters let me say TOKE IT UP!, anyways today I decided to visit my father at his grave. He died about 6 months ago from today so I decided to celebrate and remember as an anniversary. I roll 2 fat joints (used about 3 gs for each) and went to the cemetery and blew down with him. My father died before I was a stoner and when I first started smoking is when he passed away. My mom told me he was really a stoner and smoked cigarettes to hide the smell of pot (even though that reason got him hooked on nicotine.) Anyways I wish I had smoked with my dad one time before he passed away. I'm only 18 and my dad passed when he was 51 so I feel that it would have been awesome due to his life being so short. It just proves how awesome life is and to stay healthy and enjoy days like these because you don't live forever. Today was one of the best days in a while because I smoked all day. From when I woke up til when I fell asleep. Just wanted to share this awesome story with you guys, maybe to brighten your day or spread positivity. Feel free to leave some of your funny and positive stories. (I'm so chopped right now BTW.)
Unfortunately, i guess. Anyway, congrats and my condolences to you OP. Very true. Couldnt even imagine having that happen to me Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Lol yes it is. And no, I'm from the United States. Chopped is a completely different level. It's almost like baked, but whenever I get chopped I am normally smoking Indica. Maybe just people in my city use this term, but it is basically being baked or stoned on a different level.
Oh earthlings, why must you have so many names for the same thing. High, stoned, blitzed, baked, toasted, bruised, chopped theyre all the same, the only difference is the dose which affects the intensity -Sent from Zeta Reticuli starsystem-
So instead of: "Where's the Doritos?" It's more like: "Where's the Doritos? Oh shit, I just ate the whole bag. Or did I? I don't remember eating them though. Did someone break into my house and eat my Doritos? Someone definitely broke into my house and ate them! Wait...nah, here's those double-fudge chocolate-chip cookies I was looking for."
Lol I get it, dude! I could go for some choppin' doritos about now, man! You see that choppin' ass bitch pass by right now, bruh? The cold front moving in tonight over the west coast calls for some chopped ass weather, people! I am so using this in real life now.
You wouldn't understand our human vernacularities. Sent from my SGH-I337M using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Lol that I did. Court is two months away though. I'm not a heavy toker, I just smoke when I can or if I'm with some buddies, so i should have all the cannabinoids out of my body by then. They probably won't even piss test me at court so I'm not worried about it
Court for weed? America I take it? Come on over to Canada!! Sent from my SGH-I337M using Grasscity Forum mobile app
Exactly bro! Plus saying "chopped" is just funnier to me than saying "stoned" or "Baked." Like when we get chopped and go to 24/7 Walmart and we see another group of tokers, we just both look at each other and say "Guys we are chopped," laugh our ass off and then meet in the parking lot to match lolol
Yeah bro. My dumbass hotboxed before school and "didn't think I smelled." lol i reeked bro. Car was on school property so the officer searched it and found 2 Gs. Got court in may, no biggie bro. They will probably have me on probation or something. Its better than getting locked up. Plus if i cheat, my buddy is on probation so I'll just buy his piss XD
Back in highschool we'd smoke bowls and the teacher knew and didn't care. Hell we've had weed brownies confiscated and she put it in her desk, then told us she ate it later. Pretty shitty they get down on you for a little smoke. Sent from my SGH-I337M using Grasscity Forum mobile app
It's only the dean (assistant principle/discipline counselor). The cop let me off pretty easy too because I wasn't an ass about it or anything. He could've got me with DUI and drugs on school property, but only gave me the POM (which is a class B misdemeanor where I live.) Anyways I smoked before school often (never hotboxed) and my teachers always knew i was stoned and didn't care. It was only the police officer and the dean that really cared.
