heres where u post a story of when your were stoned and went to school to be confronted by a teacher heres mine Teacher-Brandon answer the question Me-WHAT Teacher-you heard me Me-no i didnt Teacher-answer the question Me-oh uhh what problem Teacher-number 7 Me-oh ok *licks lips* big pause Teacher anytime now Me-the airplane went to a magnificent place called a airplane went to a magnificent place called china magnificent adjective Teacher-can i have a word with you outside Me-........ huh Teacher outside NOW Me-ok Teacher-whats up with i know your stoned but what the hell dude come on get it together dont smoke that much Me-umm uhh... what are u talking about Teacher-hahahaha get back in there stoner ill send u to office if it happens again dude Me-wow ur cool whats for lunch that was mine and no its not fake the teacher was like all 70's please post yours
Hahahah, that's fuckin awsome dude. I go to school stoned sometimes, but I don't think I have ever had to have a conversation with a teacher. The worste thing that happened was i had to read like 4 pages of great expectaions outloud in class when I was gone. That didn't turn out so well...
French high is the worst shit ever. I can never understand anything, and just always respond with "Oui"
Hmm... I would smoke every Wednesday because class started a half hour later and my teacher would always make me explain my senior project I'm positive he knew I was high and was messing with me.
Well I discovered weed through a bad influence back in 5th grade. We used to smoke bowls in between class periods because we had to walk such long distances between class and there were alot of good places to smoke along the way. One day we had just smoked our first j in the passing period before. When we got to class we had a spelling test, and back then I wasn't worried about getting into trouble. So during the test while our teacher ran across campus to make a few copys of the test. Me and my friend looked at each other, and all of a sudden he ran across the room and packed a bowl with the roach. We each hit it under the desk and then he ran back like a minute before she came back. Everyone was kind of socializing and didn't see anything. Upon entering the room the teacher looked from her stack of papers and smelled the weed. She stopped in her tracks and looked right at my friend, he then responded with "Why are you looking at me Ms.Gustavson?". She then got a little uncomfortable and kept looking around, this is where I assume she noticed my red eyes, because we didn't use visine. She said "John get out of my class right now to the office". I was both stunned and stoned. My friend then chimed in "You can't do that he didn't do anything!" (I think he was trying to call her out because he knew she wouldn't mention weed in front of the other kids, so I just sat in my seat not moving.) She sat there for the longest time and just said for everyone to go back to taking their test.
More of a lack of conversation. Back in my sophomore year we had math first hour and our teacher was giving the assignment and I was dazed in some thought just staring into his eyes. Idk how long I stared but when I came to my senses he was just staring back saying "well, get to work!" I sort of jumped in my seat and was like "oh!" He was a jackass and had sent many a stoned kid to the office. I got lucky. Another day in that same class he was talking about some hospital show where some nurse brought a patient speacial Brownies without anyone else knowing and there was some mix up and all the doctors ate some of the Brownies and got stoned. He was talking about how they were all zoning out and he lectured the class about the evil powers of the marijuana plant. I was stoned about every day for that class hahaha.
More of a lack of conversation. Back in my sophomore year we had math first hour and our teacher was giving the assignment and I was dazed in some thought just staring into his eyes. Idk how long I stared but when I came to my senses he was just staring back saying "well, get to work!" I sort of jumped in my seat and was like "oh!" He was a jackass and had sent many a stoned kid to the office. I got lucky. Another day in that same class he was talking about some hospital show where some nurse brought a patient speacial Brownies without anyone else knowing and there was some mix up and all the doctors ate some of the Brownies and got stoned. He was talking about how they were all zoning out and he lectured the class about the evil powers of the marijuana plant. I was stoned about every day for that class hahaha.