Remember the first time you got stoned? These people do or did and they wrote it down. Read their first timer weed smoking stoned circus freak show experiences. 🙂 If you have one send it in and you might be in the next chapter of this story line.
First smoking experience – I stole a couple nugs from my uncle who had it stashed in my grandmas basement. I left it in the bag and wrapped like a thousand socks around it. Didn’t touch it for the longest time. I finally decide to smoke and I get it out and it turns out it got super dry and I’m like “what ever its weed who cares”. Keep in mind I was 13 at the time, so I made a little makeshift bong, IF you could call it that. Needless to say, it didn’t really work. I wasn’t high so I was just kinda like “the hell, pot is stupid”. I did it 2 more times after that and that’s when I started liking to smoke.
After hanging out at a band practice, they offered me a ride which I could have easily declined. There was some talk of ‘getting ripped’ but, uncharacteristically I wasn’t much into trying it out on that particular day (9/25/68). However, such was my luck that day, I was offered to ride shot gun, which seemed strange as they weren’t people I was with in general. The driver took out a joint, telling me to relax. It had burned to a small unmanageable size. On a fumble, the driver ceased watching the road to look for it. The car still moving, hit a telephone post while I was turned to the back of the car. Jettisoned through the windshield on the crash I was enmeshed in safety glass. To add to the misfortune the passengers persisted in pulling me back into the car creating worse wounds then on the first pass. Took years to recall that it was indeed my first time toking up. I changed and not for the better. Decisions formed were not well thought out, and went against all the good advise being given. So having gone through the windshield on my first joint changed more than a little of what I imagine may have of become of my time. Communication, friends, study had all begun to lapse leaving much to be desired from the time I was 15 years into my 62 years. I have been fortunate in the company I keep, and will always be thankful for the relationships formed over the years. I still wouldn’t pass on a J, but after awhile was not so comfortable about the stuff in a moving car.
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Not first time smoking but this is the first time i actually high
Went out of town for three days with my friends who were all 20+ (i was 16), it was basically a 3 day long smoking session , amazing weed, amazing hash, 24/7, learned to make all types of bongs and shit and jammed the whole trip
Man i remember laughing at a bowl of peanuts for thirty minutes straight at 3 am while everyone else was laughing at me
The first time I smoked was during my sophomore year. One day during the winter my friend had like 6 kids over, he bought an eighth and we were drinking. It was night and we decided to walk down to the beach to drink and smoke. I was always against smoking, but when we got down there I was peer pressured into smoking lol. We smoked out of a beer can until this guy who was staying at my friends mom’s house (her bf’s friend) showed up with a bowl. I ended up not getting that high that night but I got pretty fucked up.
The next day is when I really got stoned. When my friend bought the eighth the kid sold it to him already grinded up in like multiple little dime bags. In the morning my friend remembered he had a dime bag left the night before, but he gave it to another kid to hold who lost it. So we went down to the beach to clean up cans(which someone had cleaned up before we got there) so we went on the beach anyway. While walking I found the dime bag the kid had dropped so we went back to the house to smoke it.
I was ripped and I just remember sitting on the floor playing GTA saying dumb shit and laughing my ass off. I remember my friends laughing at me and telling me that I was making no sense and that I sounded stupid.
I was 14 years old a freshman in high school my group of friends didn’t have enough money tho they always were bragging about how baked they are. I decided since I was bored and lonely feeling left out I will offer my own money for some weed and so I did. I was high as fuck bro
It was so embarassing. My tolerance was so low after literally one WEAK spliff I was off my rocker. I think I was 19.
First time I smoked was in 6th grade man. My buddy (we’ll call him Dave) told me he had some granddaddy. So we took this long ass trek through the woods, eventually came onto a back road (imagine woods behind us, a bridge and then woods in front of us) we crossed the road and continued through the woods. We came up on this creek and a knocked over oak tree on this little sandy-island looking thing in the creek. The sat on that log and used his bowl. I remember trippin so bad I knocked over all our red-Bulls.