Gothen
12-31-2004, 11:56 PM
Okay, it's 7 and my best friend, EA, and two other friends of mine are at my house. BN and SE, SE's a girl. Well, we're trying to find some pot, and it's not looking good. SE's in a hurry to see her boyfriend and she can't really help us at all, and leaves. Now it's me, BN, and EA. BN goes out to his car to get some alcohol.
He takes one drink with some coke, goes to the bathroom, and then proceeds to vomit Taco Bell, vodka, and coke all in my toilet. Me and EA laugh at him and finish off the rest of the fifth. We're a little drunk.
This girl, RA, was supposed to come with BN, but they couldn't get ahold of her. Well, at about 7:30 she calls and asks us to come pick her up. So, we hop in the car and start driving to pick her up. It takes about...20 minutes to get to her house and we pick her up. It's all going cool, ya know. BN, who is sober, is driving as me, EA, and RA are sitting in EA's car with him trying to get some pot. It's not looking good. We call over 10 people none of which can get us any pot because they are either too busy or they don't have any etc etc.
It's now about 8:10 or so I'd say and we're at a local place that all the "cool" kids hang out at. BN and EA see someone they know that might have some pot so we flag them down and have them park. We talk to them, I flash my 50 bucks, they get out their money and they said they could sell us a quarter for 35 bucks. We're desperate, so we take it. They tell us to meet them at a nearby gas station. We said fine and drive there.
So, we're waiting there about 5 minutes, and we're starting to get anxious. The minutes pass and now we've been there about 15 minutes when we see one of the people who was in the car walk past our window. BN and EA go talk to him as me and RA stay in the back of the car just watching and stuff. The guy tells us we're supposed to meet them back at the place we FIRST met them. They dash back into the car and we go to start the engine and it goes "CLICK-CLICK-CLICK-CLICK-CLICK" we're like, "....?!" Make a long story short, EA's starter is screwed. We have some dude working on it and after 20 minutes he tells us this. Gee, thanks pal.
So, BN gets the idea to start the car just ONE last time to see if it works. I cut in saying "Let's pray first." It started out humorous but then turned serious, ya know? I go, "Let's pray to God and Jesus-" BN interjects and says, 'And Bob Marley.' "And Bob Marley." We pray...we pray with our SOULS! We all say amen, we get in the car, EA goes to start it....IT STARTS!!! We're all thanking God and Jesus and Bob Marley and Hendrix and all these other people. RA said she'd never prayed before, but this proved there is a god. ^_^
Well, we get to the place and those people aren't there. They disappeared, at least their car did. We park our car get out and start looking for them. We find them, wait about another 10 minutes and get our stuff. It's a FAAAAAAT quarter. It took my entire fist to cover it up, and I have big hands.
We're all excited because we smell it and it's like heaven itself. We didn't even have to open the bag, the smell came through as if you had a piece of it inside your nose. It was crazy.
We get back to my house and EA starts trying to roll a joint. She's having a hard time with it because she hadn't rolled many before, and none of us had ever rolled any. Well, I get one of my old "pipes" which is REALLY small but you can pack tight bowls and get good hits off of it. It's REALLY hard to explain what it looks like, but yeah.
So, we're passing around a joint and my pipe, the four of us. We smoke those and don't feel it yet, so EA rolls another joint, I pack another bowl and put the roach of the last joint inside my bowl as well. We smoke the joint and the bowl. All of a sudden we're like, "...dude...I'm f***ed." etc etc We're COMPLETELY blazed right now. Well, EA ends up rolling two more joints and we smoke them, then we take the last three roaches, and some more weed and put them into my bowl, then smoke that.
Right now, we're so completely screwed it's not even funny.
EA goes to my toilet and just starts puking everywhere as well as BN. Me and RA are cheesing so bad we can't stop for nothing. EA crawls back into my mom's room and just collapses onto her back. I look at her and say, "EA, are you dying?" she says, "Yeah, du'e." (DU'E is an inside joke).
BN has to leave because it's 10:09, and he was supposed to be home 9 minutes ago. We'd been smoking for over an hour. So, he drags her from my mom's room into the living room because EA said if she moved she'd puke more. He's scared, she's about to pass out, and RA is just like, "Huh?" All of us are more stoned now than we have ever been. I've been smoking for about 9 months now, sometimes for weeks on end. The rest of them have been smoking longer than I have, save for maybe RA.
They leave. It's 10:15. I get a call from my other friend, BA, who is, to me, a "pro smoker." By that I just mean she's been smoking for so long it's as if she was born with THC in her system, which she probably was. ^_^
Anyway, I tell her how good this stuff is and she wants to smoke some. I tell her it's cool and she drives over. It's about....10:40 now when she gets here. She smokes this stuff and after a bowl she can't feel anything. She's packing another bowl (she has an actual glass piece) and she's like, "Oh shit...I feel it now. This is crazy." She asked if this shit was laced or something I was like, "I don't think so." I tell her who I got it from and she said that it's probably not because the guy is a good person and wouldn't do that. Especially since we all know him, and he IS really cool. She then said it was something like "creeper" or something. Which means you don't feel it then it creeps up on you and you feel it full blast ALL of a sudden, right?
I was open to the possibility, but wasn't 100% sure. She leaves, it's past 11. I start hallucinating. Literally. I look out my window into my parking lot (apt. complex) and I start seeing shadow men. I look at the shadows and I'd move my eyes and I'd see these little shadow things...running around and stuff. I was convinced they were trying to get inside and kill me. Then, I look upon a car in the parking lot and it has eyes and it's grill sorta looks like metal teeth. Its eyes are all weird looking and they're staring at me, like they want to kill me and stuff. I'm about ready to cry I'm so scared, I've NEVER been this afraid in my life.
Skip 3 hours, I'm still feeling it. I don't know what the hell is going on but I'm still stoned as shit and I'm still as afraid. I turn all the lights on in my house and I have tvs going and I have a knife in my hand. I'm convinced I'll die. Well, I obviously didn't because I woke up today at 11:30 to my friend EA. She got home fine and she finds me in bed with a knife next to my hand so I can grab it easy or something.
She didn't come to smoke, just to roll some joints because she isn't going to be in town tonight. I say she can etc etc. I ask her if she wants to smoke. In case you're wondering, I'm still buzzing, ^_^. She was indecisive about it at first until I pack a bowl and start smoking. She starts smoking and I ask her if she's high because I'm not. She isn't either, so we go into the kitchen to make food. (my mom still isn't home btw, and it's 12 or so now).
It's probably 3 minutes after we've smoked and now we're in the kitchen. EA starts talking and babbling and all of a sudden I'm like, "Dude...what are you talkin' about?" and she looks at me and says, "...I can't remember..."
I'm seriously thinking my weed is either laced or it is that creeper stuff. It's some really, REALLY good weed.
Looking at it, I don't see anything "out of the ordinary" save for these red hair-like things on the weed, which I thought meant really good weed. Is there any other way to determine if the weed is laced or just really good?
He takes one drink with some coke, goes to the bathroom, and then proceeds to vomit Taco Bell, vodka, and coke all in my toilet. Me and EA laugh at him and finish off the rest of the fifth. We're a little drunk.
This girl, RA, was supposed to come with BN, but they couldn't get ahold of her. Well, at about 7:30 she calls and asks us to come pick her up. So, we hop in the car and start driving to pick her up. It takes about...20 minutes to get to her house and we pick her up. It's all going cool, ya know. BN, who is sober, is driving as me, EA, and RA are sitting in EA's car with him trying to get some pot. It's not looking good. We call over 10 people none of which can get us any pot because they are either too busy or they don't have any etc etc.
It's now about 8:10 or so I'd say and we're at a local place that all the "cool" kids hang out at. BN and EA see someone they know that might have some pot so we flag them down and have them park. We talk to them, I flash my 50 bucks, they get out their money and they said they could sell us a quarter for 35 bucks. We're desperate, so we take it. They tell us to meet them at a nearby gas station. We said fine and drive there.
So, we're waiting there about 5 minutes, and we're starting to get anxious. The minutes pass and now we've been there about 15 minutes when we see one of the people who was in the car walk past our window. BN and EA go talk to him as me and RA stay in the back of the car just watching and stuff. The guy tells us we're supposed to meet them back at the place we FIRST met them. They dash back into the car and we go to start the engine and it goes "CLICK-CLICK-CLICK-CLICK-CLICK" we're like, "....?!" Make a long story short, EA's starter is screwed. We have some dude working on it and after 20 minutes he tells us this. Gee, thanks pal.
So, BN gets the idea to start the car just ONE last time to see if it works. I cut in saying "Let's pray first." It started out humorous but then turned serious, ya know? I go, "Let's pray to God and Jesus-" BN interjects and says, 'And Bob Marley.' "And Bob Marley." We pray...we pray with our SOULS! We all say amen, we get in the car, EA goes to start it....IT STARTS!!! We're all thanking God and Jesus and Bob Marley and Hendrix and all these other people. RA said she'd never prayed before, but this proved there is a god. ^_^
Well, we get to the place and those people aren't there. They disappeared, at least their car did. We park our car get out and start looking for them. We find them, wait about another 10 minutes and get our stuff. It's a FAAAAAAT quarter. It took my entire fist to cover it up, and I have big hands.
We're all excited because we smell it and it's like heaven itself. We didn't even have to open the bag, the smell came through as if you had a piece of it inside your nose. It was crazy.
We get back to my house and EA starts trying to roll a joint. She's having a hard time with it because she hadn't rolled many before, and none of us had ever rolled any. Well, I get one of my old "pipes" which is REALLY small but you can pack tight bowls and get good hits off of it. It's REALLY hard to explain what it looks like, but yeah.
So, we're passing around a joint and my pipe, the four of us. We smoke those and don't feel it yet, so EA rolls another joint, I pack another bowl and put the roach of the last joint inside my bowl as well. We smoke the joint and the bowl. All of a sudden we're like, "...dude...I'm f***ed." etc etc We're COMPLETELY blazed right now. Well, EA ends up rolling two more joints and we smoke them, then we take the last three roaches, and some more weed and put them into my bowl, then smoke that.
Right now, we're so completely screwed it's not even funny.
EA goes to my toilet and just starts puking everywhere as well as BN. Me and RA are cheesing so bad we can't stop for nothing. EA crawls back into my mom's room and just collapses onto her back. I look at her and say, "EA, are you dying?" she says, "Yeah, du'e." (DU'E is an inside joke).
BN has to leave because it's 10:09, and he was supposed to be home 9 minutes ago. We'd been smoking for over an hour. So, he drags her from my mom's room into the living room because EA said if she moved she'd puke more. He's scared, she's about to pass out, and RA is just like, "Huh?" All of us are more stoned now than we have ever been. I've been smoking for about 9 months now, sometimes for weeks on end. The rest of them have been smoking longer than I have, save for maybe RA.
They leave. It's 10:15. I get a call from my other friend, BA, who is, to me, a "pro smoker." By that I just mean she's been smoking for so long it's as if she was born with THC in her system, which she probably was. ^_^
Anyway, I tell her how good this stuff is and she wants to smoke some. I tell her it's cool and she drives over. It's about....10:40 now when she gets here. She smokes this stuff and after a bowl she can't feel anything. She's packing another bowl (she has an actual glass piece) and she's like, "Oh shit...I feel it now. This is crazy." She asked if this shit was laced or something I was like, "I don't think so." I tell her who I got it from and she said that it's probably not because the guy is a good person and wouldn't do that. Especially since we all know him, and he IS really cool. She then said it was something like "creeper" or something. Which means you don't feel it then it creeps up on you and you feel it full blast ALL of a sudden, right?
I was open to the possibility, but wasn't 100% sure. She leaves, it's past 11. I start hallucinating. Literally. I look out my window into my parking lot (apt. complex) and I start seeing shadow men. I look at the shadows and I'd move my eyes and I'd see these little shadow things...running around and stuff. I was convinced they were trying to get inside and kill me. Then, I look upon a car in the parking lot and it has eyes and it's grill sorta looks like metal teeth. Its eyes are all weird looking and they're staring at me, like they want to kill me and stuff. I'm about ready to cry I'm so scared, I've NEVER been this afraid in my life.
Skip 3 hours, I'm still feeling it. I don't know what the hell is going on but I'm still stoned as shit and I'm still as afraid. I turn all the lights on in my house and I have tvs going and I have a knife in my hand. I'm convinced I'll die. Well, I obviously didn't because I woke up today at 11:30 to my friend EA. She got home fine and she finds me in bed with a knife next to my hand so I can grab it easy or something.
She didn't come to smoke, just to roll some joints because she isn't going to be in town tonight. I say she can etc etc. I ask her if she wants to smoke. In case you're wondering, I'm still buzzing, ^_^. She was indecisive about it at first until I pack a bowl and start smoking. She starts smoking and I ask her if she's high because I'm not. She isn't either, so we go into the kitchen to make food. (my mom still isn't home btw, and it's 12 or so now).
It's probably 3 minutes after we've smoked and now we're in the kitchen. EA starts talking and babbling and all of a sudden I'm like, "Dude...what are you talkin' about?" and she looks at me and says, "...I can't remember..."
I'm seriously thinking my weed is either laced or it is that creeper stuff. It's some really, REALLY good weed.
Looking at it, I don't see anything "out of the ordinary" save for these red hair-like things on the weed, which I thought meant really good weed. Is there any other way to determine if the weed is laced or just really good?