• Smoking Stories / Drug Stories
    29 replies, posted
So I don't think that theres "A" thread were people can tell stories about their adventurers, Well besides the Addicts lounge but all well. So to start the thread off ill tell a good story of my own. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The first time me and two friends(J and S) ever smoked Grand-Daddy-preps(GDP) was after we just got out of school for the summer, this is the first time me and J and ever smoked with S and we had planed it the night before. Plan was after school grab 2 grams of GDP's and get my grandfathers car for the weekend then go get J and drive to S's house.after a long drive and makeing my car Reek like weed. We get there and his mom is just backing out of the driveway so me and J are like "Yes!" then when we walk up to the door S opens it and says "well now what?" and me and J look at each other and J takes out a bag and tells S to smell it, before the bag was even out of his pocket you could smell it and the smile on every ones face was huge. So we go inside S holding the bag like its a long lost part of him and go into his room and start to plan out the night J gets the bag back and opens it then takes one of the nugs and says "This is so fucking sticky I bet I can stick it to the wall" me and S look at him questing the weed, J stands up and just lightly pushes the nug on the wall and moves his hand away the GDPs still hanging on the wall... That right there is how we knew this night was gunna be sweet. about 5 hours latter( 9 pm) we head out to find a place to smoke at first we smoke in S's back yard then we move to a spot behind a wall.. that we had to climb over. 4 bowls out of a bong latter we're hungry and S says he can drive us to Wendys to get food and me and J are like no fucking way you can drive (I Wouldn't even move).A while latter we all get up and start heading to his truck and we gt to a alley way and all of a sudden S is like "WWoooooowww I can't drive" and then almost trips. It just hit him like a rock,you could see it in his face he was out of his mind stoned. So we get to his house and raid it for food then go back to his room and watch Half Baked. After that i don't remember much but we did take a video of all 3 of us tripping balls latter that night its funny shit. What happens in the video. S is in the corner of the room holding on to a box because he's Damned sure hes gunna fall threw the floor J is scathing his nuts and talking about random shit and i'm playing with the lights trying to make them trip out it worked on S but J fell asleep more less. Great night. ------------------------------------------ now lets see what you guys got, I"ll post more of mine they get better with time.
[QUOTE=bounty;25163520]So I don't think that theres "A" thread were people can tell stories about their adventurers, Well besides the Addicts lounge but all well. So to start the thread off ill tell a good story of my own. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The first time me and two friends(J and S) ever smoked Grand-Daddy-preps[/QUOTE] Surely you mean grand daddy purp...
16 bowls in the dorm room, 1 night, so many different people I didn't know (I guess one was the governor's son). Get caught smoking in my friend's room because he had a bad system. Had an eighth in pocket, had to empty pockets, somehow didn't get caught.
[QUOTE=Pepin;25180488]16 bowls in the dorm room, 1 night, so many different people I didn't know (I guess one was the governor's son). Get caught smoking in my friend's room because he had a bad system. Had an eighth in pocket, had to empty pockets, somehow didn't get caught.[/QUOTE] Best part of that was when I claimed to only have had one hit after 16 bowls, and he bought it, then you did the same, and he's like "no way son, your eyes look like a Kentucky road map." and I lol'd right then and there in front of the cop.
That cop was so annoying. I swear, if the next cop gives me a lecture, I'm going to give them a lecture on not to give me lectures.
one time i was so high
[QUOTE=Pepin;25181600]That cop was so annoying. I swear, if the next cop gives me a lecture, I'm going to give them a lecture on not to give me lectures.[/QUOTE] ha yea sure buddy that'll turn out real good
[QUOTE=Pepin;25181600]That cop was so annoying. I swear, if the next cop gives me a lecture, I'm going to give them a lecture on not to give me lectures.[/QUOTE] Great idea, get arrested.
Taking my words too literally.
[QUOTE=Lenni;25186085]Great idea, get arrested.[/QUOTE] Lol. He was being sarcastic and ironic.
My friend asked me if I could smoke his friend out, and usually I say no because I don't like to smoke out new stoners because it usually ends up with actual stoners babysitting soon to be stoners. So my friend's friend comes over, he's extremely shy, he stutters a bit when he speaks, speaks with a very low voice, because again, he's shy. So I can already tell he's going to be a huge lightweight, and then he wants to smoke out of the bong, so im like fuck it, if that's what you want then you might as well start off strong for your first time, so his chest started burning after hitting the bong two times and coughing, and he asked for a cup of water, so I go back inside the apartment (We were smoking in my garage) and then my friend called me by cell to say that they were in the front and that his friend is throwing up all over the street, so I'm like "Thank fuck it's on the street and not the apartment" so I walk out the front entrance to the apartment, and the walk way that leads to the entrance to my apartment is covered in fucking vomit. I was like "What the fuck is all this shit?" and they said it's fucking 12 slices of pizza and corn chunks that I was looking at all over the floor. So of course, THEY had to clean it up, but I had to fucking guide them how to clean up because apparently, they just don't know how to use a broom and water to clean all the crap up. AND THEN AFTER WE CLEAN UP, the guy who threw up, who ate 12 slices of pizza and ate a huge corn, went to jack in the box to get 5 fucking burgers, side of curly fries, and a huge drink, and he fucking ate it all. I can't even do that, and I'm fat.
whyy, why would you eat that much, even if you're hungry, you should understand that it's just the munchies and CONTROL it..
Operation Blazer Quest Here was the plan: [LIST] [*]Get a 1/4oz off of a friend [*]Pick up friend from subway station [*]Pick up 2 40oz from LCBO [*]Head to my house [*]Smoke like chimneys [*]Sip on a few beers [*]Clean up [*]Bail out at 6:30 before Dad gets home [*]Take subway to Laser Quest [*]Play a couple rounds [*]Go back home on subway [*]Meet up at Renny Skating Rink [*]Drink the rest of our liquor / hang out [*]Head back to Aidan's [*]Watch "The Terminators", a terrible Polish rip off of "The Terminator" [*]Play MW2 splitscreen because it's hilariously bad. [*]Sleep [/LIST] What happened: I spent all day at school trying to find the guy I was buying a 1/4oz off of. Let's say his name is Sweets. I can't call him because my phone is out of minutes. I grab a few people’s phones and try and call him but every time I reach him he just says "I'll call you back.” I don't wanna feel like a dick so I try and keep off him for a while, but he didn't give me any details so I phone him again at lunch a couple times and after school. Now, no one in my school really deals, and the kids who do are fucking snobs and think their dicks are bigger because of it. What they really do is just grab a 1/2oz and sell dimebags. And I'm pretty close to Sweets so I think that he can come through and grab me the Kush he usually gets from his guy. After school he hits me up and says “Give me the money and I’ll get it for you in 20 minutes.” I know what you’re all thinking, why would you front money? Well because Sweets is my bud, and I trust him. And he goes to my school, if he tried anything I could find him easily and everyone in the school is tight, if you jipped one of us then you’d get fucked over by everyone. I say alright and tell him to meet me at the subway station because we were picking up a friend from his co-op. I meet up with my buddies after school, let’s give them names… [list] [*]Aidan - Speaks slurred yet awesomely, experienced in most drugs. [*]Monit - Big brown guy, experienced in alcohol [*]Maxim - Wildest of us all, when sober and when inebriated, not experienced. [*]Matt – 6’4”, 250 pounds, really experienced, bitches unbelievably. [/list] Now I meet up with Aidan, Monit and Maxim to go pick up Matt from the station. Monit says he needs to go to some kid’s house to grab something so we say whatever. We get to the station and catch up with Matt. Tell him what’s up with Sweets and hang around for a bit. Sweets calls us up at 4, tells us he can’t get it and I say to my buddies “Well fuck, whatever, let’s just get some more alcohol. It’ll work out.” I go back to the phone and say “alright, but get me my money, I need it.” “KK, guy, I’ll be there in ten minutes.” Half an hour later, he drives by, we grab the money, tease him for being short and then leave. As we’re walking to the liquor store, I see a guy who’s a well known stoner and ask him if he knows anybody he can grab a 1/4oz off of. His friend calls his dealer and says. “Yeah, man… I can grab you a 1/4 oz but it’s gonna be 70 bucks.” I’m kind of pissed about it. I’m thinking in my head, Sweets has the same shit for the same price but the sacks are fat. Me and my friends debate about it and say sure. He goes back on his phone and talks with his dealer. “Kk, meet me at the library park in about half an hour.” We go to the LCBO and my friend grabs a 40oz of Vodka. We head to the library and the conversation goes like this: Him: “Yeah, dude. My dealer wants us to go to his house and pick it up, but he lives a half hour away and I’m not up for it.” Me: “I’m not walking half an hour.” Him: “Listen, I’ve got a dime of Kush and some MDMA, I’ll give you a cap of MDMA and the sack for 15.” Me: “Alright man, whatever.” After a debacle of getting change from Matt, with a lot of the f-word being used, I get change for a twenty and give him 16 bucks because we only had a ten and 3 toonies. We head over to my house which takes a long time and go inside. Indian arrives quickly and we pack bowls, roll joints and get lifted. Italian comes and we start doing shots. It gets really dumb after this. I remember hanging out with dubstep blasting and cleaning up my house as quickly as possible. Matt ripped his shorts so I had to get him a pair. We bail out of my house at 6:15 to make sure my dad didn't catch us in the act. We're walking up to the subway which is a long ways away, our bags are at least 10 pounds because of a whole 24 of Sleeman and a 40oz of vodka on us. Now Scottish bitches a lot, but when you're stoned it's unbearable. So we find a good stash spot and hide it. As were walking Matt starts bitching about how the shorts are too small. So we say whatever and get to the subway station. Matt goes on the subway to go home and we go to the corner store and then stand on the platform waiting for Matt to get back. We spent a good 20 minutes talking like fucking idiots and laughing at stupid shit and trying to talk to these 12 year old Spanish kids. We hop on the subway and head towards the station we need to get to. When we get there it took a long time to try and find the bus we want to get on. We hop on and start going. "Fuck, where's Bowlarama, Laser Quest is right beside it, I swear to god.." "Dude, it was like 5 stops ago." "......Fuuuuuuuuck..." We hop off and start walking and Matt is bitching beyond belief. It was terrible, I couldn't stand it but whatever. We didn't find Laser quest, but we found the Bowlarama and went for a round. While we were there I saw a kid who was on my hockey team before and give him a huge hug. I whisper in his ear "I am tripping so many balls right now, man." he responds with "Me too, man, me too." Bowling was a disaster, Maxim fell down at least 3-4 times trying to roll the ball and we ate shitty over-priced food, but it was fun. I'm pretty sure Matt won. We head home and hop on a bus and go on the subway and get off at our stop and start walking towards our stash. Matt keeps saying: "If my stash is gone I will kill someone." I keep replying "You already said that, shut up." As we're walking we're getting called by our two friends, Zoe and Elizabeth and they want to meet up too. We get to our stash and start walking towards the skating rink. Matt goes through 4 beers on the way. When we get there we go into the middle of the rink where the bench is and start drinking. I'm taking straight swigs from the 1.75l(I have no clue what size it was, I know nothing about alcohol) of vodka and Matt is opening beer after beer. We're just drinking and Matt stands up and throws up. It's hilarious. It ends up being 4x11 feet. I kid you not, it was the most vomit I've seen in my life. I gave him a high-five and continue drinking the vodka. The other guys weren't doing anything else because they said they were fine. Monit took a couple swigs of vodka though. As Elizabeth and Zoe arrive they take out their drinks too and start drinking with us. I took some of Zoe's coke to chase the vodka. This was a bad idea. The carbonation in the coke started speeding up my metabolism, making the alcohol work a lot harder. After this all the details are extremely blurry. We went over to the public school because people were hanging out there and I remember hugging everybody. Even people I never knew before. My girlfriend showed up and started taking care of me. I was honestly so fucked up that I could not tell where up or down was. I remember making out a lot with her and complaining about how I want burger. So we mossed at McDonalds and I hugged more people there too. My girlfriend got me a burger and all of us headed to the park. Where sat in the grass. I think we made out there too. Zoe was fucked up, so Matt and Madeline were taking care of her. Aidan was saying that we needed to get to his house, Monit was with us when we started walking. I vomited the burger I ate and felt tons better. Maxim caught up with us and we got to Aidan's Matt crashed at my girlfriend's. And we slept. [editline]02:32PM[/editline] What am I supposed to do with a cap of MDMA?
[B]what happened to russian?![/B] [editline]08:20PM[/editline] [B]![/B]
Changed his name to Maxim and crashed at Aidan's with us.
[QUOTE=FunkyHippo;25200518]I don't like to smoke out new stoners because it usually ends up with actual stoners babysitting soon to be stoners. [/QUOTE] Truth. [editline]04:28PM[/editline] What's even worse is when the first timers barely get anything and then they decide it would be cool to overplay it - so they end up acting like some stupid stoner stereotype they saw off some shitty TV show.
one time me and my friend each got a 30 pack from white castle and ate them all, twas a good day
I feel like I'm one of the few people that like introducing people to weed.
[QUOTE=Pepin;25207848]I feel like I'm one of the few people that like introducing people to weed.[/QUOTE] I'm overly paranoid about new people, mostly because I sell, but I just hate smoking with new people too. I'm one of those guys who makes people take a hit or leave.
[QUOTE=Poo Monst3r;25184978]one time i was so high[/QUOTE] oh shit, i did the exact same thing this one time
[QUOTE=Poo Monst3r;25184978]one time i was so high[/QUOTE] Fuck man that was a night to remember...
[QUOTE=Kyle v3;25210067]Fuck man that was a night to remember...[/QUOTE] I was too high. :saddowns:
[QUOTE=Pepin;25207848]I feel like I'm one of the few people that like introducing people to weed.[/QUOTE]I like it, the new people look up to and see you as a veteran of sorts
Once while high on some of the strongest hash I had ever smoked and under the influence of shrooms, I really fucked up at a party. I was in the presence of several friends and a lot of strangers, and suddenly I found myself to be really really aroused. With no one suitable to dump my seed in or on, I wandered to the restroom to take care of the issue. I walked down the hall and shut the door behind me, leaned against it and shut my eyes, and began jacking off furiously. I suddenly heard a little scream and realized that I was so fucked up I had shut the door while still in the hall and not realized it, and was jacking off in the hall. Luckily the person who screamed was a cute drunk little twinky guy and I took care of the issue in a much more satisfying way. Not that bad, but it could have been disastrous.
We have a mountain here in Montreal. [img_thumb]http://farm1.static.flickr.com/34/123898013_5b64f55236.jpg?v=0[/img_thumb][img_thumb]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yzrr6ahynLM/TGCqnSL2uKI/AAAAAAAASWg/KN4RYjK9PEc/s1600/aMontreal+031.jpg[/img_thumb] (Fucking awesome) It's a really serene place to smoke up or do psychedelics. One time, me and two friends were up in the woods there on a blotter each, sitting on a rock face smoking some weed. This is a few years ago, so we weren't that experienced with acid and were just kind of laughing and enjoying being fucked out of our heads. But like this divine force, this real nature boy looking guy came out of the woods and planted himself on a rock at the bottom of the small cliff we were perched on, and he started playing a didgeridoo, and started spitting out the most insane sounds. If you've never heard a didgeridoo, this is basically what we heard. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9g592I-p-dc&feature=related[/media] All three of us just sat there in awe, completely absorbed by the music. And I don't know about my friend but I was tripping fucking balls at this point. And then he suddenly stopped playing, slowly looked up at us, and said "you guys wanna smoke some weed?" and held up a baggie with a huge nug in it. This was [I]the[/I] greatest moment of my life, and I could have died happy right then and there. He was pretty chill with us being on acid and we ended up smoking a ton of weed and having some really deep conversations before he slowly wandered off into the woods playing his didgeridoo. It was just the most perfect fucking thing ever, but it might be something where you had to be there.
[QUOTE=FreakyMe;25261569]Once while high on some of the strongest hash I had ever smoked and under the influence of shrooms, I really fucked up at a party. I was in the presence of several friends and a lot of strangers, and suddenly I found myself to be really really aroused. With no one suitable to dump my seed in or on, I wandered to the restroom to take care of the issue. I walked down the hall and shut the door behind me, leaned against it and shut my eyes, and began jacking off furiously. I suddenly heard a little scream and realized that I was so fucked up I had shut the door while still in the hall and not realized it, and was jacking off in the hall. Luckily the person who screamed was a cute drunk little twinky guy and I took care of the issue in a much more satisfying way. Not that bad, but it could have been disastrous.[/QUOTE] Whatever floats your rainbow, bro.
This one time we were drunk, we went into a hotel and we ended up in the elevator. it got stuck, no surprise because we were all kinda fighting in the elevator, then on the last floor it said "420" etc on the door, and we were like okay lets smoke few bowls. then we did and we were baked and we left
bought some weed from an arab dude. he smelled bad. his weed, however, smelled delicious.
[QUOTE=Latency;25266586]We have a mountain here in Montreal. [img_thumb]http://farm1.static.flickr.com/34/123898013_5b64f55236.jpg?v=0[/img_thumb][img_thumb]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yzrr6ahynLM/TGCqnSL2uKI/AAAAAAAASWg/KN4RYjK9PEc/s1600/aMontreal+031.jpg[/img_thumb] (Fucking awesome) It's a really serene place to smoke up or do psychedelics. One time, me and two friends were up in the woods there on a blotter each, sitting on a rock face smoking some weed. This is a few years ago, so we weren't that experienced with acid and were just kind of laughing and enjoying being fucked out of our heads. But like this divine force, this real nature boy looking guy came out of the woods and planted himself on a rock at the bottom of the small cliff we were perched on, and he started playing a didgeridoo, and started spitting out the most insane sounds. If you've never heard a didgeridoo, this is basically what we heard. [URL="http://www.facepunch.com/#"]View YouTUBE video[/URL] [URL]http://youtube.com/watch?v=9g592I-p-dc[/URL] All three of us just sat there in awe, completely absorbed by the music. And I don't know about my friend but I was tripping fucking balls at this point. And then he suddenly stopped playing, slowly looked up at us, and said "you guys wanna smoke some weed?" and held up a baggie with a huge nug in it. This was [I]the[/I] greatest moment of my life, and I could have died happy right then and there. He was pretty chill with us being on acid and we ended up smoking a ton of weed and having some really deep conversations before he slowly wandered off into the woods playing his didgeridoo. It was just the most perfect fucking thing ever, and my purpose as a stoner was complete after that.[/QUOTE] DUDE, I live in longueuil, just right nex to mtl, lets light one up!
well once i got weed and smoked twas a good day
Sorry, you need to Log In to post a reply to this thread.