You're favorite smoking memory??!?!

When I was in like 7th/8th grade my friends older brother got me a half o of dank for my birthday and being young and noobs had nothing to smoke out of. We rolled it all into a massive copy paper blunt (0_o) it was the fullsheet

we went to a nearby dock at like 1am, and smoked the whole thing just the 2 of us, this is where the dumbest part comes in. By the end we had massive roach with at least like a gram in it an made a huge rookie move and just threw it in the water if it were a joint roach. But when we both stood up it was like BAM I was fucking bakkkeeddd. We chilledfor a while then before I went home I was paranoid as shit about going home an smelling like weed, and for some reason stripped to my boxers and rinsed my clothes in my friends pool (to help th smell I guess?) and carried them home.

Made some noob moves that night, but a story I'll hav forever

 

Phish concert IT was the most weed I have ever been around in my life.

 

first time i smoked when i was 13 was epic, 10am, forth of july, in a tent at 104 degrees, sweeting my ass off, listening to sublime, at the beach. Immediately after blazing my very first time I went fishing with my grandpa lol.

 

Love em all, cant think of one particular one as my favorite.

 

My cousin and I were smoking in his room and our dad busts in asking where his lighter was at, because we had borrowed it and we were in shock he didn't find out we were tokin up because:
1.)Our window was open with it being 20 degrees and snowing outside,
2.)We had the fan pointing outside
3.)We were listening to One Toke Over The Line
4.)We both jerked real fast when he came in the door
5.)I was holding in smoke the whole time he was in there
6.)It had to smell like straight up weed in there

Crazy stuff, I still can't believe to this day he didn't know........haha

 

Ahh I have so many, its hard to pick. But I have to say, there is nothing like going out to our smoke spot on a nice, clear summer night with a couple blunts. Sometimes we run into other people, so we end up with anywhere from 2-6 blunts and just sit and smoke for hours. Its in the middle of a huge field with a nice view of our part of town, and there are a bunch of picnic tables around.

And the best part? Swings. Yes, fucking swings. If you have never been swinging after smoking a ton, go try it sometime.

 

Being totally baked and trying to complete a Rubik's cube (I can usually do them). I've tried re-creating that experience since then but have never been able to achieve that strangely awesome feeling of not knowing what the hell I was doing.

My other really good memory was just sitting in my best mates kitchen with a spliff of mixed bubblegum and cali orange talking about nothing.

 

he probably did.



Some of my favorite times are during the summer when me and my brothers are home. coming back from a night of partying and smoking on the porch. good times

 

favorite smoking memory was livin in my old apartment and smokin like five of us with these three random black dudes that lived near us. the black guys asked if we had kool aid. started freestyling and rolling dice. my life was complete haha

 

Last night I had 3 of my buddies over and I smoked em out, about half way through the night we all started speaking spanish to eachother. We're all in spanish 4 or 5 besides 1 that speaks NO spanish what so ever. We were all laughing and having a blast then finally at the end of the night he's just yells "SPEAK FUCKING ENGLISH!" haha it was hilarious. we must have spoken fluent spanish for like an hour and he had no idea what we were saying

 

Well this one time I .... Damn I lost it.... might remember what I was saying later.

 

Too many to have a favorite,but one that stands out is a long time ago when I smoked up one of my boys for his first time.I had told him I had just got some mids,and what mids was and all that shit.We went outside to smoke,he took a hit and stood there for like 5 minutes zoned out with his eyes closed,then finally said "Daaamn....this is mids?!"

 

wen i was 12 i smoked out of a tea bag.looking back on super waste of bud but i got super stoned.

 

truly epic

 

When I was 13 or 14, my best friend and I stole some bud from her dad and came to my house to smoke. We weren't big smokers in those days and her dad had some killer bud, so we got stoned out of our minds.

At some point we decided to walk to the shops to buy fudge. As we walked out my front door and I locked it, we looked around and realised how fucking bright it was (it was a really sunny day), and we were shielding our eyes, trying to unlock the door to get back in the house, all while giggling our silly asses off.

When we finally got in, we just stood there for like 10 minutes saying "Dude, was that heaven?", "Dude, I didn't know they could turn the lights on so bright" and stupid shit like that.

Eventually, we went to the shops to buy fudge. The second we got out of the shop, we started stuffing our faces with fudge. It was so good we had to sit down. So we sat on the sidewalk for some period of time, eating fudge and laughing while people walked past us like wtf

I dunno, it certainly wasn't my most interesting or enlightening high, but it was one of the first times I smoked, with one of the best friends I've ever had, so it's a good memory

 

i have that same copy of iron man on my ipod. scared me even sober, haha.

 

I had just got a half and we were heading to a party, my bro is going 90 in a 45, but its a backroad so we don't stress.We see a car flying up on us so we take a quick turn into his neighborhood, the car follows so we start getting a bit crazy and start trying to lose the car, we turned a corner under a street light and I saw sure enough it was a city cop, we some how get away and get back on this privite road, I drop my weed by a pond edge and we get the fuck out of there.

We get to the party and have a good time but on the way home we swore wed come back and get the bag, so we get there and start looking.Mind you its 5am and Im very drunk at this point.We spend close to 30 minutes looking and as I give up he jumps up with the bag in hand.

We come back to my house at about 5:45am and burned down on a fat blunt.

 

I smoke to much that i have virtually no memory but a good smoking sesh was my mom was gone for the weekend and my older sis had a bunch of people over to smoke, it was like 2 in the morning and i was asleep. She woke me up to wake and bake in my bathroom. She made the bathroom feel like a 120 degree sauna! It was crazy hot and there was like 8 people in my little 7'x5' bathroom. Was so cramped, i was standing the whole time. We had like 4 blunts being passed around. I got SUPER baked and i had to leave the bathroom because it was just to hot for me to handle. I sit on my bed just spaced out. My sisters friend walks out with like a nice 3" roachie and we put it in a bottle and hit it blowing the smoke out of my window. And my dog comes up on the bed and i start blowing smoke in his nose lol. We must have blown like atleast 6 times in his nose and he got baked too! Was a great night! Probably not my favorite smoking memory but defiantly top 10 for sure.

 

I agree. swinging high = best thing ever