• Best/Worst high situations you've been in.
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Title says it all. I'll go first. The first time I ever did weed was at a beach party in the back corner of a caravan park and some residents must have saw us or something and called the cops on us, the beach was like 10 meters away from the caravan park. I saw a guy walking towards us with a mobile and I just ran and told a few people " I think the cops might be coming " ( I was stoned of my face ) and most of them were like "pfft man your baked whatever". The cops did come and everybody scattered. Me and two other friends ran onto the beach and hid in the bushes. A cop came literally like 5 feet from us with a torch looking for people and I was so paranoid thinking they were going to shoot me. Another time I was at a party in the perfect state, pretty high and drunk and loving it. After the party was over a few people were staying at the house, including me, and the girl I liked at the time had just gotten a boyfriend that night ( I didn't know and was way to high to care ). I ended up fucking the girl I liked and had an amazingly fun night. I did this again at another party with the same girl ( she gets around abit ).
you don't do weed, you smoke it. Also, while being high I've had a gun aimed at me from some dude driving by in a car. It was pretty unnerving.
Yesterday I smoked before class on my off period and then the principal announced over the intercom that we were going into lockdown. I start thinking it's a school shooting and start freaking out. Then I hear dogs in the hallway, when I looked out the window I saw 2 state troopers with German Shepards sniffing cars in the parking lot. I don't know if they were looking for drugs but they didn't find what they were looking for. [editline]3rd December 2010[/editline] I basically had like 11 panic attacks at once.
no troll please. wow thats pretty intense lol (why must people troll =[ why cant we just chill)
So last year in December is when I first started smoking weed and one of the second or third times was a few days after my first. I was in a car with five guys including myself. We were driving around, chilling then all of a sudden my friend sitting in the back rolled his window down and threw his drink at a car because he thought they were trying to start shit with him, when the other car didn't do anything. A few moments later the car begins chasing us and we're trying to lose that car. Eventually the car flew in front of us and blocked us from moving, this guy got out from the front of his car and came storming at the car I was in. He threw a punch at the driver's window then threw a punch at the window I was sitting by. I was so fucking baked, I just stared at him, I didn't even register what the fuck was going on. After that he left and we got food from the gas station.
[QUOTE=Krzystylez;26465580]no troll please. wow thats pretty intense lol (why must people troll =[ why cant we just chill)[/QUOTE] If you mean the whole you don't do weed. Well you don't, you smoke it. A lot of people that smoke hate to hear "doing weed". Story Time: I was at a friends birthday, and we had no weed. Another friend was having a birthday, and we went to go smoke a bowl or two with them. We rolled up to their apartment and got in their car. After smoking a bowl, a cop drove by, so we all got out (bad idea). Luckily one person had cigarettes and started puffin to save our lives. I started to walk around the corner of the apartment to get away, when two more cops walked around the corner. They start questioning us, and search a person who was on probation. He had a pipe on him and got arrested. They started to search the rest of us. Me and a friend had DXM on us, but the cops didn't make a fuss when they found it, just took it away and asked if we were "robo-highing". He sounded like an idiot saying that. Anyways, four us were baked, and they let us go. One person got arrested for a pipe/cigarettes, and one got a violation for cigarettes. Then we drove back to the original party.
Under my staircase in Canada, hotboxed with two mates, all on ~12 caps of MD, and an 1/8th each, listening to Pink Floyd for 6 hours straight. Incredible. [editline]3rd December 2010[/editline] Sitting in a hostel the next day in the boiling heat trying to sleep before Deadmau5 was the worst though :P
When I was starting out with weed, took a big bong hit and started choking like crazy, I went blind and deaf and started crying like a faggot.
[QUOTE=Bawp;26465263]you don't do weed, you smoke it.[/QUOTE] Shut up.
[QUOTE=Lenni;26467694]Shut up.[/QUOTE] Grow a brain. It's no wonder cannabis is illegal when all the kool kids in town are "doing weed".
[QUOTE=Remi;26469347]Grow a brain. It's no wonder cannabis is illegal when all the kool kids in town are "doing weed".[/QUOTE] Are you being sarcastic or are you just that fucking stupid? You seriously believe a [i]verb[/i] is to blame for the illegal status of cannabis? Holy shit, people in this forum, so stupid sometimes... Besides the fact that you're completely within your right to think a phrase sounds stupid, you people [i]really[/i] need to find someone/something else to pick on. You're like this bunch of crybabies who need to kick a collective scapegoat from time to time. It's pathetic, stop it.
The worst situation I've ever been in is being drunk as fuck (10 shots of 151) and the manager had to bring me my tray of food and gave me a free cup of coffee. I was really glad I wasn't driving that night.
When my mom came to my condo 15 minutes after me smoking a bowl of sweet ass weed and some jwh-0 73. Crazy times..
[QUOTE=Krzystylez;26465580]no troll please. wow thats pretty intense lol (why must people troll =[ why cant we just chill)[/QUOTE] I am not trolling you. Most people in DD do not like it when people use the term "do weed". Trust me, I was nicer about it than some other people here would be.
lol ok but I just thought "doing" would bring smoking, eating, etc under it. so I figured it'd be alot more useful. but ok ill start using the correct terminology..
[QUOTE=Krzystylez;26479157]lol ok but I just thought "doing" would bring smoking, eating, etc under it. so I figured it'd be alot more useful. but ok ill start using the correct terminology..[/QUOTE] Well you don't HAVE to, I'm just saying that most people here don't like it.
one time me a group of my friends got so baked in his garage, mad dutch oven sesh and walked around where my friend lives and we saw another one of our friends and he asked if we were high and we just cracked up laughing and ran into the river and couldnt stop laughing then went back to that guys house and ended up watching step up 3d at the cinemas. we were soo fucked up lol
Me and two buddies walk into McDonald's REALLY FUCKING BAKED. Walk up to the cash register and guess who's our cashier? A person we bought weed from. Awkward.
Was smoking with my ex and one of her friends at my Highschool during the summer, and after 4-5 bowls we were just kicking it and then we started hearing sirens and cop cars started [B]flooding[/B] the HS, we dipped so fucking hard. Some guy got into an accident on his motorcycle, Life Flight had to come pick him up. :ohdear:
I happened to be having a seshion at the wrong place at the wrong time, this was a while ago, some drug fucked cunt came inside the persons house i was having a sesh with and grabs me and puts a knife to my neck yelling his head off, i cant remember what he was saying because my brain literally went into adrenaline mode. and before i know it, my mate hands him a bag of god knows and he runs away. I've never had a sesh there since.
I don't necessarily see why it matters what you call the act, you could call it "puffin' on sum good kush", it would still mean you're smoking pot..
[QUOTE=Lenni;26469436]Are you being sarcastic or are you just that fucking stupid? You seriously believe a [i]verb[/i] is to blame for the illegal status of cannabis? Holy shit, people in this forum, so stupid sometimes... Besides the fact that you're completely within your right to think a phrase sounds stupid, you people [i]really[/i] need to find someone/something else to pick on. You're like this bunch of crybabies who need to kick a collective scapegoat from time to time. It's pathetic, stop it.[/QUOTE] why do you post here again
Well today I was at a Macdonald with my friends and we were baked as shit and when the girl asked me what do I want I started laughing like batshit crazy for 10 minutes
I was walking after the 4th of July after my surgery wasted on 40 mg of Vicodin and tons of dank. Suddenly, the ground next to me exploded! It wasn't until I heard the laughing that I realized it was a prank and someone had thrown an M-80. I was quite convinced.that I had been shot at. Best night: Any night I got laid.
Smoked a huge corncob pipe bowl of K2 Summit before going into a Titus Andronicus concert. I had no clue what the fuck was going on for a couple hours. I had to have my friend pay for my ticket and guide me in because I didn't know what the fuck was what.
Had my fully budding female plant and was taking it to a mates on a trolley about 2-3 days before harvest. When we were about 2 minutes from his house a police car drives past and all i see is the driver having the biggest "what the fuck??" moment. Me and my mate ditched the trolley and i ended up sprinting to his holding the stalk of the plant (fucked up the roots and lost a bit of bud as well) but we didn't get caught. When we got to his as soon as we closed his front door the same police car drove past us again. Since then there's been about 4 or 5 drug raids in my area as well as a huge amount of sniffer dogs to the point where i can't even walk to his without pranging about getting searched.
Why would you EVER think that would be a good idea
[QUOTE=stupid10er;26499576]why do you post here again[/QUOTE] I shall refer you to my first post [QUOTE=Lenni;26467694]Shut up.[/QUOTE]
after binging on amphetamines for an unknown amount of days (and probably skipping a fuckload of class) i went went to art class (skipped all my other classes) with no sleep for at least 3 days, high as fuck on amphetamines, weed and probably a bunch of other shit too. the entire hour the class lasted it vividly felt like i was shitting myself. I could vividly hear people saying shit like "it smells like shit" and feel it run down my legs and hear it hit the floor. one kid even went up to the teacher and said "... shit their pants". after that i skipped my last class and went straight to my friend's house (cause it was half the distance my house was from school) to check myself. after realizing the past hour was full of hallucination and delusion i texted my friend whos house i was in and asked him if i could let myself in with the hide-a-key and meet him in his house, he said sure. i then proceeded to do more drugs (mostly because i wanted the beehive inside my skull to go away, i could hear and feel them coming in and out of my ears) and lounged at the foot of the bed watching TV. my friend came home and i told him i had a really bad day so he smoked me out and suggested we purchase some bars. i hit up my klono-plug and ordered a few and some more weed. the wait was like an hour and during that hour the bees came back and my friend became worried as i was swatting things that weren't there. I started visually hallucinating and externally showed the signs that i was seeing things out the corner of my eye and was very twitchy, almost violently so. So i was basically slumped with my upper back against the wall the rest of my body lying on the bed watching tv picking and swatting at my ears, twitching like i was convulsing and occasionally become alerted/frightened and quickly looked directly at things that weren't there out the corner of my eye. those are probably among many other symptoms but i don't remember my dealer arrived at the meet point so we went out, copped then ran back and i immediately snorted one of the bars and felt instant relief. the rest of the day was pretty awesome, we watched tv, played video games, smoked, popped pills, ate and went out for a drive with the tunes all the way up. Then there was the time i got what was basically a lite-serotonin syndrome in school, i'll give the abridged version. the night before i stayed up watching schindler's list and came out of it super depressed so for some reason i popped some nyquil gel caps. my meds conflicted with DXM at the time and it fucked me up bad. in class i was gagging and making noises that sounded like i was just about to throw up. it was terrible cause i was to sluggist at that moment to dart out of class to throw up and i hadn't ate anything so if i did puke they'd see a bunch of gelcaps and nothing else. i went to a secluded place for lunch and as soon as i sat down i couldn't move, all my muscles just gave out so i stayed there, smoking a bit of weed until i could move, which took like 2 hours. i went to my last class and halfway through i felt like i was going to throw up so i asked and went to the bathroom. instead of the bathroom though i went to a bench nearby the classroom and threw up acid then went back to class like a fuckin trooper as if nothing happened. the whole time i felt like i'd just drop dead or have a seizure.
[QUOTE=NeoSeeker;26509454]after binging on amphetamines for an unknown amount of days (and probably skipping a fuckload of class) i went went to art class (skipped all my other classes) with no sleep for at least 3 days, high as fuck on amphetamines, weed and probably a bunch of other shit too. the entire hour the class lasted it vividly felt like i was shitting myself. I could vividly hear people saying shit like "it smells like shit" and feel it run down my legs and hear it hit the floor. one kid even went up to the teacher and said "... shit their pants". after that i skipped my last class and went straight to my friend's house (cause it was half the distance my house was from school) to check myself. after realizing the past hour was full of hallucination and delusion i then texted my friend whos house i was in and asked him if i could let myself in with the hide-a-key and meet him in his house, he said sure. i then proceeded to do more drugs (mostly because i wanted the beehive inside my skull to go away, i could hear and feel them coming in and out of my ears) and lounged at the foot of the bed watching TV. my friend came home and i told him i had a really bad day so he smoked me out and suggested we purchase some bars. i hit up my klono-plug and ordered a few and some more weed. the wait was like an hour and during that hour the bees came back and my friend became worried as i was swatting things that weren't there. I started visually hallucinating and externally showed the signs that i was seeing things out the corner of my eye. eventually my boy arrived at the meet point so we went out, copped then ran back and i immediately snorted one of the bars and felt instant relief. the rest of the day was pretty awesome, we watched tv, played video games, smoked, popped pills, ate and went out for a drive with the tunes all the way up. Then there was the time i got what was basically a lite-serotonin syndrome in school, i'll give the abridged version. the night before i stayed up watching schindler's list and came out of it super depressed so for some reason i popped some nyquil gel caps. my meds conflicted with DXM at the time and it fucked me up bad. in class i was gagging and making noises that sounded like i was just about to throw up. i went to a hiding place for lunch and i couldn't move, all my muscles just gave out so i stayed at my spot smoking a bit of weed until i could move, which took like 2 hours. then in my last class i felt like i was going to throw up so i asked and went to the bathroom. instead of the bathroom though i went to a bench nearby the classroom and threw up acid then went back to class like a fuckin trooper. the whole time i felt like i'd just drop dead or have a seizure[/QUOTE] :damn:
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