pussum
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I didn't bother to look and see if there was already a thread for this. If so, sorry.
The task at hand is, post how your first time smoking went. (If you can remember).
I remember mine pretty well. I thought I was going to die and got really freaked out. A friend and I rigged up a pretty elaborate Mcguyver bong out of a Hawaiin fruit punch jug, some duct tape, a pop can, and a grocery store plastic bag. We got rigged up and ensured it was a secure build and went to the park at about 11:30 P.M. so it was sure to be empty. We got there and did our thing and hung out for a while.
The bud was codenamed "creeper" and for good reason. We smoked and waited around for about half an hour. Nothing happened so we decided to drive home and call it a night. After we got back to my house we walked in and just barely made it up the stairs and past my parents before it hit us damn near at the same time. It started slowly, fingers going numb and mouth starting to dry out. I made the mistake of laying in my bed. I tried to get up to quickly and BOOM headrush like no other. I looked over at my buddy who was trying to play tony hawk but the only thing happening was him falling over and over again as he was just staring at the screen not doing anything.
I suddenly realized that my hearing, or so it seemed, was buzzing in and out. Like things would sound like they were an inch away from my ear then it would seem like they were a mile away. After that I started to get real nervous as I could feel and hear my heart beating in my chest. It was some crazy **** for someone who had never done anything before. Finally after things calmed a bit and I got comfortable with what I was feeling I started to enjoy the clam and buzzed in my room for a good few hours. When it started to wear off late in the night we ran out to my back yard by the fire pit and lit up again. Same result. Nothing happened and then bam out of no where we were on our ***'s again. It was fun and I wish I could get that same affect now, but after so long it doesn't ever hit as hard as it used to.
The task at hand is, post how your first time smoking went. (If you can remember).
I remember mine pretty well. I thought I was going to die and got really freaked out. A friend and I rigged up a pretty elaborate Mcguyver bong out of a Hawaiin fruit punch jug, some duct tape, a pop can, and a grocery store plastic bag. We got rigged up and ensured it was a secure build and went to the park at about 11:30 P.M. so it was sure to be empty. We got there and did our thing and hung out for a while.
The bud was codenamed "creeper" and for good reason. We smoked and waited around for about half an hour. Nothing happened so we decided to drive home and call it a night. After we got back to my house we walked in and just barely made it up the stairs and past my parents before it hit us damn near at the same time. It started slowly, fingers going numb and mouth starting to dry out. I made the mistake of laying in my bed. I tried to get up to quickly and BOOM headrush like no other. I looked over at my buddy who was trying to play tony hawk but the only thing happening was him falling over and over again as he was just staring at the screen not doing anything.
I suddenly realized that my hearing, or so it seemed, was buzzing in and out. Like things would sound like they were an inch away from my ear then it would seem like they were a mile away. After that I started to get real nervous as I could feel and hear my heart beating in my chest. It was some crazy **** for someone who had never done anything before. Finally after things calmed a bit and I got comfortable with what I was feeling I started to enjoy the clam and buzzed in my room for a good few hours. When it started to wear off late in the night we ran out to my back yard by the fire pit and lit up again. Same result. Nothing happened and then bam out of no where we were on our ***'s again. It was fun and I wish I could get that same affect now, but after so long it doesn't ever hit as hard as it used to.