Hey guys, not sure if this warranted a thread but I feel that I have had many funny, stoned experiences over the past 48 hours to share, that would more than likely get glossed over in the addicts lounge.
Last night, there was a fairly large house party on. Myself and my friend Daniel, were invited along with many other people. The guest list was large, the house was small, which all in all made for a very fun if cosy time. After a short while, Daniel and I got rather bored of all the drunken and loud fools around us, so we went for a stroll to a little underpass and blazed up with some very tasty bud. Once we'd finished our respective joints I recall trying to find some deodorant. Reaching into my bag, I struggled to find a cold cylindrical bottle of deodorant among other cold cylindrical bottles of beer. This, combined with my exceedingly cold hands, meant it took me a good 3 minutes to find the damn thing.
Once we returned to the party, perhaps 20 minutes later, a large number of amusing things seemed to occur. These are what I would like to share with you, not in chronological order mind. I sincerely hope I don't get ripped apart by the likes of Anubis or Stayblazed but I have faith in you, DD.
- The event that has stayed in my mind and has kept me laughing throughout today was very simple, yet hilarious. I was enjoying myself, chatting to people and listening to music all in a very chilled mood when I opened one of my several beers. After about 10 minutes of talking to a select group of people, beer in hand I looked down to take another swig. My bottle was gone. Not only had my beer just vanished into thin air my hand was curled and hanging in mid-air as though I was still holding it. Apparently I had been strolling around the party with an imaginary beverage.
- Although keeping events chronological is nigh impossible I am certain this occurred after the vanishing bottle incident. I had made my way to the kitchen and was happily talking to another group of people when I was bestowed with a large brown bottle containing God knows what. Finding this rather amusing I begin to jig and exclaim that, "I was a pirate." This came to an abrupt end when all of a sudden, mid-jig, the bottle slipped from my hands! If I had been sober things may not have gone the same way, but rather niftily I bent and swooped up the bottle with one hand smooth as velvet, mere milliseconds before it was destined to shatter on the floor. Not only was a pirate. I was a fucking ninja!
- Once the party was over, everyone was kindly asked to leave the house. Once the large crowd had swarmed out into the cold night air, I found myself standing next to a still very baked Daniel. At the mere sight of each other we began giggling before we began to express our love for the mighty herb. We felt fucking great amid a crowd of drunken, puking teenagers. As we were praising Mother Nature's greatest exploit, Daniel uttered the immortal line, "I think we should pet the tree." Somehow, I instantly knew what he meant. With utter sincerity we both began to pet the imaginary ganja tree before us. But here is the best part. Within around 20 seconds of us doing this we managed to recruit 3 non-stoners to join in. I still don't know quite what possessed them to join in the tree-petting but fair play, it certainly brought a smile to my lips.
- As everyone was dispersing away from the house, a mild bout of name-calling occurred between one very drunk girl, and one rather merry dude. This eventually concluded with The Very Drunk Girl sprinting at The Rather Merry Dude with a fist raised. Upon reaching him she swung and he sidestepped her, resulting in her most ungraceful crash onto the floor, face-first. There was stunned silence before half of the party goers erupted into fits of laughter. I swear my stomach still hurts now. Drunken faceplants and the giggles are a match made in heaven.
I may add to this list as my memory serves me better. I hope this has been at least slightly enjoyable to read, I have certainly enjoyed reminiscing while typing it. One last thing I will add about my night was the surprising amount of hot girls that seem to be after ways of getting hold of some bud. They may just be using their hotness to try and weasel some free weed, but damn I'm not complaining!
Have any of you guys ever experienced such hilarity at parties?
[b]Edit:[/b] Just thought I'd clarify that the "Imaginary Beer" wasn't actually a hallucination, probably just a lapse in memory and concentration haha. I definitely had a beer, I just go blank as to what I did with it!
Oh nice dude sounds like a good time. I lol'd at the Imaginary beer one.
I have had a few parties at my house but a couple of them I was too drunk to remember them, or I was really high and then drama rolls around between chicks, except one time some kid passed out in my front yard so we had to carry him back and he was having seizures and shit so it was kinda crazy.
The way you write this makes me want to hurl
I'm sorry for the smarmy style of writing. I guess I was enjoying myself too much.
What's wrong with it
[QUOTE=kizza55;20273932]I'm sorry for the smarmy style of writing. I guess I was enjoying myself too much.[/QUOTE]
Don't be sorry. Was an enjoyable read indeed. Still, I've never really had hallucinations like that on weed. Perhaps I've not been high enough.
Anyhow, I really like the writing style. I know good writing as my mouth salivates a little as I read it.
[QUOTE=kizza55;20273932]I'm sorry for the smarmy style of writing. I guess I was enjoying myself too much.[/QUOTE]
I actually read it in a smarmy voice in my head
was p.awesome
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