Post your first time high, get a few laughs

I didn't even get high my first time, cause I didn't know how to inhale and it was some nasty shwagg.

But my second time, I got FUCKED up. So I almost gave up after the first time, but my friend convinced me to smoke some more. So we gathered up money for a whole week, and picked up about a $100 worth of bud. I went to his house, and when it was late at night we walked to the elementary school that he lived by, and smoked up like 5 bowls on the loading dock. It was some DANK, and I got fuckkkked up. We walked like five miles that night to the gas station, not knowing it was like 3:00 am at night, and it was WAY past our curfew. We got there and it was closed, so we walked all the way back, and I remember exactly what happened. A cop stopped (it was way past our curfew) and I got all paranoid cause I had bud. So me and my friend (we were 13) dipped from the sidewalk into this neighborhood, thinking the cop was chasing us (he didn't even bother.) and we ran like a mile out of our way. Then we walked back to the house, and I passed out. That was a great night

 

I remember that "melting" feeling off the White Widow... ahhh good old days.

 

Bro, something very similar happened to me, but it wasn't my first time smoking. Me and my friend downed 3.5 over 8 bowls, back to back to back for about an hour straight in my shed. We decided we need to go for a walk, but ended up walking 2 miles to get candy and shit from the gas station. He unluckily had his wallet on him, so we were free to go without having to go back in the house. We get candy and sit on this lake and chill for like an hour it was so fucking intense. Then, about 2h30m after smoking, on the way back, this white truck starts pulling out of the neighborhood we had just been hanging out in (the one with the lake), and turns left, but turns around and slowly starts creeping up on us.

We start freak the fuck out and book it so hard.

I jump into the bushes on the right side of the side walk, and he jumps left, into a small pile.

He yells something to me, like "lets run for it!" and i'm thinking "fuck no, i'm actually pretty well hid." So he goes "ONE... TWO... THREE!! BOOK IT!!" and
starts running his ass off. The cop pulls a gun on him, questions him, and tells him to go.

Later we realize this actually happened at exactly 4:20 am. Fucking wow.

We then walk all the way back to my house, walk in and aren't even questioned by my father, who was awake in the living room and said hi to us

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Anyways, my first time was by myself. Got some pretty shitty mids from some kid at my school, but he was a pretty straight deal, luckily enough. Anyways, i skipped school, got prepared, and baked my ass off in a WAY over-sized bowl. I hadn't ever even seen any kind of pipe and had no idea how big to make it!!! I guess it packed about 1.5.

FUCKED is the only word to describe how i was feeling. I couldn't move, and thought I was on a 3D Property Wheel from Monopoly - you know, where you stick all the properties' cards in the little slots, so the dealer can find them easy - only, this wasn't a Property Wheel of paper, but of souls and dimensions and distorted swirls and twists with each new space. Somehow I came to the conclusion that humans could only perceive one of an unlimited amount of dimensions, and contemplated whether or not JIF Peanut Butter's logo was intentionally made to look very similar either up or down.

Long story short, I don't remember the rest, and or my body just got too lazy to type it

 

The first time I got high was when I was 13 I never got drunk or high on anything before . My cousin let me take a couple hits off a joint and I started feeling like there was something making me smile and pushin my eyes closed then I took one more hit and it hit me so hard my whole body was numb and I thought it was a dream and I kept askin my cousin if I was goin to be like that forever . He was just laughin his ass off at me then we went to mcdonalds and ate and chilled and listen to music.

 

First time i got high was in my buddys room i remember i smoked like 3 or 4 bowls and just sat on the floor with my friend and we just talked about how comfortable the floor was for about an hour. Then i drank a pitcher of lemonade and passed out on the couch. All in all it was a great time.

 

A friend and I were in my basement.
He told me to try weed and at that time I knew my other friends did it so I was like wtf I'll try it once.
We make a classic aluminum can pipe (woohoo), and put some mids on it. Smoked and didn't feel shit.

Then.. we smoked some more. 20 minutes later I kind of "woke up" laying on my bed. Don't know what happened or how I managed to walk to my bed but he said I was talking random shit.
Turns out we were so blazed my mom found the can on my bed and wasn't too happy.

She doesn't care that i toke up now after I showed her a documentary (The Union) about why it's not bad.

 

I was 16. My friend picked me up at my house and we went to meet some friends. I was the youngest; they were all in college. So we get in our friend's car and drive to the top of this parking garage and hotbox her car. There are 5 of us in there. I don't know if I was doing it wrong or what, but I wasn't feeling that much. So we go to her other friend's house (some dude I'd never met before) and hang out there. He asks who's feelin good and everyone who just came with me nods they're head and says they're good. But I wasn't happy- I wanted to get higher. So he laughs when they tell him this is my first time, and sits me on the bed next to him. He pulls out this grav bong made from a coke bottle. I had no idea what it was. He told me what to do, and so it started to fill with smoke, and he took the cap off and told me to put my mouth on the top and inhale. I took in a big hit. He told me to hold it in as long as I could, so I did. Then I blew it out and everyone laughed and was like "yeah! Way to go!" I felt proud and then for a second, I didn't feel anything. Then I started to look forward and I remember people's voices started to get detached from their bodies like they were all floating. Next thing I know, I'm at the front door. To this day, I have no idea how I got up and walked all the way to the door. Then like I snapped back into reality and started freaking out. I felt like I was in a dream and I was dead and it would never end. I was really fuckin freaking out. I asked my friend if we could go home then BAM next thing I know I'm right outside his car staring at the door handle. He's like "you gonna open that?" and I look back at him and just then realize where I am. I open the door and this keeps happening- like gaps in memory or consciousness. He starts to drive and I'm freaking out. I'm worried after this, I'll always be like this and the high would never end. So I kept shouting things about my life, so I could prove that my life was real. I don't remember this, but my friend tells me that's what happened. We stopped at In N Out to get water, and then I started to calm down a little bit. I started to feel gooood. That was probably the first time I got high, and that's the perfect high. I was still kinda worried that my parents would find out (I was in high school) but the high felt so good. My friend dropped me back off at home and I sat in my driveway for a little while. I swear my driveway was made of candy corn. I even picked some up and it still looked like candy corn. My curfew was 12, and at about 12:05 I finally went in and my mom was right there in the hallway. She asked what we did, and I just stared at her.
"We- uhhh... we- went... ummm... starbucks... we... I... fuck mom i'm high as shit... i'm sorry" then i went to bed and she actually thought it was kinda funny. She didn't get mad, and she was actually way cooler than I thought she'd be. Then I turned off my light, and went to bed feelin good.

And that was the first time I got high. Ha it's pretty ridiculous now that I look back on it... I was honestly scared I had died. How much you learn...

 

Lol joshizzle I thought my high would never end too and I just wanted to go bak 2 normal .. Scary feelin

 

i danced around my room [was sophmore year high school] with a tin foil pipe smoking some of the shittiest weed ive ever had singing bob marley. i was suppose to be watching my sister and didnt realize to open my window atleast! so my mom came home and wanted to know why the house smelled like Axe spray deodorant.... [there was smoke in the hallway and everything i had to spray alot]

soooooo i told her i shit my pants because i was playing a online game and couldnt leave my chair then sprayed axe to cover it up........... yes this is a true story lol.........

 

I was with my brother and his best friend, pretty much had to beg my brother to let me and his friend like made my bro let him cause he's my homie too, but it was in 7th grade and we had to climb out of my window well to sneak out haha. Anyway as I was trying to go to sleep some of my friends that lived close by were dropping rocks in my window well and i almost pissed myself i was so scared cause i had no idea what it was hahaha

 

Well, my first time was the day I moved into a new apartment (april 26th or something) with some guys I worked with at the time. One of the girls from work came over and brought some weed, shitty as it was. We had no furniture or anything yet, I just had a blow-up mattress that I had yet to blow up.

No one had a pipe, so we did the can thing out of a Busch Lite can. Ugh, it still had a bit of beer in it too as we were drinking as well.

We smoked for about 45 minutes before I got high, but holy fuck. I was just laying facedown on the carpet feeling like I was melting into it. After a while, one of the roommates said he felt sick and went into the bathroom and was puking and it was so loud.. almost made me sick, but I just layed there and melted until I could get up and blow up my mattress.

Fuck that was hard... <3 weed.

 

was 16, smoked a blunt with 3 other people before the first day of full school classes, had smoked weed before but didn't inhale due to retardation (i learned to inhale by getting my own pack of cigs, which I thought was amazing at the time ).

It didn't hit me till I started walking to school, I can vividly remember feeling the first hint of high after walking like 30 feet, and a few hundred feet later I really felt it, I felt like if I visualised that I was shrinking it would feel like it was happening, and I could switch between that and growing. I also felt like if I imagined a force pushing my chest in it happened. Unfortunately I've never been able to do this again (probably cause its due to the complete novelty which is gone now). By then I knew I was fucked up as shit and it was awesome. By the time I got to school I got the perspective distortion where distances change completely and my peripheral vision becomes really obvious (these effects are my favorite part of highness along with the cerebral thinking effects).

Next thing I know I was in math class first period, and I was tripping shit for the first time in a 3 person class, plus my eyes were probably red as shit. No one seemed to notice somehow even though I probably sounded retarded, I dunno if I even tried to say anything. One of the kids was new and I didn't know him at all but I later learned that he's a HUGE stoner and we eventually became good friends, and he probably knew whats up.

and I have loved mary jane ever since

 

Ive had tons of nights when i feel like im melting into my couch.. lol

 

The first time I smoked I had about a dub. Me and my buddy slapped a mattress in his mini van and parked somewhere. We sat there packing a bowl into a shitty tin foil pipe, listening to the Chili Peppers. After about two bowls of inexperienced coughing, we were stoned. At that point my friend looked at me, then looked at the drivers seat and said, "Lets do this."

 

The first time I smoked we packed a blunt but we were all really scared of getting caught so all my friends were smoking normal swishers to try to cover it up. Well, right as we started passing around the blunt my friends dad came home really drunk and came outside to smoke cigars with us. Luckily the blunt had just been passed my way so I got to sit there and toke in stealth while my friend was freaking out that his dad was going to realize that I was smoking a blunt. His dad even asked to try mine but we all told him that everyone had the same cigars so it was pointless. After doming the blunt I was so doted I ate a whole bag of hickory mesquite bbq chips (best chips ever btw) and a whole bag of mini donuts.

Don't worry though we smoked again the next night and all my friends finally got high for the first time too so it was all good.....it was definitely a life changing weekend

 

Me and my mates bought like 1.5 grams (first time) and we smoked most of it from a pipe and then made a joint. Funnest first time experience. We were making hot dogs and I was sitting there absolutley amazed at how good the food tasted haha

 

lets see...think i was about 15 me and a couple of buddies were in a garage takin rip after rip out of a gravity bong.man i was high as hell.i think that was the first time i toked up.who knows....

 

was with my bro and cousin.took a bong rip, obviously ripped it too fast and it milked..i took the hit and coughed for over 15 minutes. throat was on fire. chilled outside for a bit..when i walked inside it hit me and everything was just wobbly. tried to play cod4 with my bros friends here but i was so focused i couldnt even focus on killing someone in the game and i could hear conversations in the room but couldnt pay attention to them. eventually my heart was pounding so hard i laid on my couch and rolled into a ball for the rest of the night haha

 

smoked up behind an elementary school with my best friend and her boyfriend at like eleven at night out of a shitty aluminum pipe.
i probably took like three tiny hits, and was convinced that nothing was going to happen. then i don't remember anything until about half way back to her place, i got hit hard by it and we stopped at 7-11 and got popsicles and cheese strings (at like midnight, high as fuck...and we were like fourteen...pretty damn sketchy).

woke up around three in the morning, still high, didn't remember where the fuck I was, and there was porn on the tv. i became aware that my friend and her boyfriend were fucking each other literally like a foot away from me while watching porn. (to reiterate, we were like fourteen, and he was probably like sixteen, if even.)
i was like, "oh. gross." and went back to sleep.

good times man.