4:20 Experience

4:20 Experience

This is a narrative of my drug experiences of 4/20/05.

First time I ever remember celebrating 4:20, but it was the best. That day had begun in the hotel room at which my co-workers and myself were staying. The purpose of staying there was for a â??Signature Projectâ?�, and the cost was free. The work hadnâ??t been anything memorable, and our shift ended at our designated time of 4:30.

We drove back to the hotel room, and that was when the celebration began. My buddy, (Iâ??ll name him JD), told me to come over to his room, which was next to mine. I went over there, and he whipped out a big ass bag of weed. JD told me to smoke up with him and HS, (Co-worker), and I told him, â??RJ finds out, the motherfucker will narcâ?�. JD responded, â??Fuck RJ. If you donâ??t smoke, Iâ??m beating the shit out of you.â?� You donâ??t need to tell me twice. We proceeded to smoke a couple of joints, and several bowls worth of decent weed. After that, the three of us decided itâ??d be a good idea to go get dinner at the restaurant.

One of the perks of doing this project was eight bucks worth of free food for breakfast and dinner, (Lunch was provided onsite, actually very good food), and we ordered our meals. I asked JD if he could buy me a bottle of vodka for the evening, and he said he would. To avoid arriving at the liquor store before it closed, JD went over there after he ordered. He came back two minutes later, brandishing a large brown bag. I looked in it, and sure enough, there was my vodka. JD had ordered cheesecake for dessert, and he took it with us. My buddy almost freaked when I damn near dropped the fucking cheesecake. JD decided that he didnâ??t want to ruin the cheesecake, so he carried it himself, (And he almost dropped it a bunch of times), and we went back to his room to drink. I sat there, drinking immense amounts of vodka, and got blasted. We went to the girlsâ?? room, and we drank more beer and vodka there. After that, I staggered back to JDâ??s room, and drank even more. At this point, I couldnâ??t even stand up straight, let alone walk anywhere. Music was blaring in JDâ??s room, and so was the TV. JD, HS, and myself drank with the fucking door open, and no one noticed or even cared. About ten oâ??clock, the excessive amounts of vodka caught up with me, and I passed out in JDâ??s room on one of the beds. At eleven, RJ apparently came over, and woke me up enough to pass out in my own room, which was shared by RJ, (Fucking rotten luck on my part), and woke up around four. I was thinking, â??What the fuck did I do? I was fucking trashed!â?� I passed out a few minutes after that and woke up to my phone ringing, and my first instinct was to smash the motherfucker. I felt that breakfast was a shitty idea, due to my massive hangover. No headache, but my gut was bugging me like a bastard. I went back to bed, with the idea of sleeping until my boss came by. Twenty minutes later, he was banging on my goddamn window, yelling my name. I wanted to yell back, â??Hey asshole! Iâ??m fucking hung over! Come back at the check out time.â?� Instead of doing that, I went with him to breakfast, and ate a full meal. I ignored virtually everything he said, and the meal passed rather quickly. After that, we had to go back to the hotel and get the rest of the crew.

That was the best 4:20 Iâ??ve ever had. Iâ??m pretty stoned right now, so youâ??ll have to contend with my fuck ups in writing. Anyways, that wasnâ??t the first one Iâ??ve had, itâ??s just the first one I can fucking remember. Iâ??ve gotta tear, (Must get higher) and later.

sounds like a fun night, did RJ know u were dirnkin and shit?

Son of a bitch was in favor of me getting drunk, (He'd never seen me blasted). He didn't know we were fucking burnt.

sweet man i didnt get a 420 celibration until 423 when i finaly ad sum money. and i only got a 5 and smoked with 2 other friends. then they sahred there beer. it was asume but i guess it dosent realy count as 420 to every one else. but hey it was my celibration with my friends. (my best fucking buds) ans then they shard there beer with me so i was happie. i ended up passing out in there car then they drove around and then they took me back to my house and woke me up long enough for me to pass out in my room and i think i passed out on the satirs. but now i have a huge king bed in my room i can just fall on. its sewet

Only thing I paid for on 4:20 was the vodka. Then again, I've smoked with JD quite a few times since then, so I guess it's even.