Finding a juicy nug stuck to your sock after sweeping out basement, just happened. hehe.
Pure happiness would be a big stash, snow storm on the way, stocked fridge, and nothing to do for the next few days.
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Finding a juicy nug stuck to your sock after sweeping out basement, just happened. hehe.
Pure happiness would be a big stash, snow storm on the way, stocked fridge, and nothing to do for the next few days.
John Lennon once said happiness is a warm gun. God rest his soul, but I bet he wishes now he'd never wrote THAT in a song... :(
Happiness is blowing the doors off a Mustang Cobra in my GTO, WITHOUT NOS.
Man, was I PROUD of THAT accomplishment.
Disclaimer - that race was performed on a professional track, with professional staff, and semi-pro drivers. In no way do I street race - BULLSHEET! Hehehehehe...
Boy, I agree with so many of you people. Here's another one of mine:
After hours working outside in the pouring rain and uncomfortably cold temperatures, coming inside, lighting a fire and putting your feet up by it while smoking some bowls. Thats sooooo much better.
Yes! but this is supposed to be more stoner oriented. That's happiness for everyone. Oh well I guess nearly all of this other stuff is too. Well then, happiness is eluding a police officer in a stock 1959 Ford pickup. NOTE: THAT WAS DONE BY A NON PROFESSIONAL DRIVER ON AN OPEN COURSE. (Actually, it was on streets.)Quote:
Originally Posted by Old Stoner
the munchies, chinese food, dave chappelle show
lots of weed+saterday night+hotchicks+mates=happiness
peace
great answerQuote:
Originally Posted by Reefer Rogue
great perpective
peace
perspective lol
Happiness is... A state of mind. But seriously, just life in general and knowing that there's always things to look forward to, especially my gorgeous girl. (Mary Jane of course!)
LOL, you smoked a pig in a '59 ford pickup? Niiiice.Quote:
Originally Posted by Opie Yutts
One time me and my friend were hotboxin' in my car in this public park (the parking lot). Cop showed up, and we were sure we were busted. Nope, didn't get busted... and I'm sure the popo could smell the maryjane, cuz we were only able to air out the car for like 2 minutes (while parked). Then he followed us while we were driving away... what a freaky drive... and we were blitzed! We were mad happy when we got away by taking a left turn at a stop sign while a car was coming, so that the cop would have actually had to wait for the car to pass. It was LEET!
But stoner-related happiness... come on now. It's lightin' up a fatty with your best friends.
The first hit.
Is that the first hit of the day, of your life, of a harvest, in a new pipe? It could be all of those.Quote:
Originally Posted by Stumps
Imagine the first hit ever.
I wouldn't say I smoked him, I just hid from him when he started chasing me. It was at night. I took a left, and another, then quickly shut everything down. He went flying by me with sirens blazing and lights a flashing. Yes!Quote:
Originally Posted by mfqr
Your's sounds kind of scary. A buddy of mine had his big car bong in his console in plain view. He got pulled over and his car searched, and the cop didn't see or smell it. Now yours and my buddy's experiences could definitely be happiness for a stoner.
happiness is "flying out" on the "red eye", to fiji, in stelletos, a black dress, a bowl, endless bag,
and a rich, hunk a burning love, kissing my shaped ass !
and coming back 2 years later and the headlines read !
">>>>>>>>>>>> "ITS LEGAL"<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
:stoned:
I use CD cases to hide my weed.
One stoner session got cancelled at the last second, so I put the CD back in the rack.
A week later; I reach for Rolling Stones greatest hits, open up, find 7 spliff's instead of a CD. I wasn't complaining.
hacky sack on the beach with a fatty joint.
QFT.Quote:
Originally Posted by Metaphor
honestly, that exact thing has happened to me so many times its ridiculous. I have often thought of my stash drawer as magic, because somehow it always has weed for me in my time of need.Quote:
Originally Posted by Opie Yutts
For a stoner, happiness is being able to smoke Mary Jane again after a 25 year hiatus - smoked only a few times during those years.
So I am damned happy now, LOL...
Kinda like the food at the sermon on the mountain. Pretty cool.Quote:
Originally Posted by THC Phantom
Happiness is a bag of good stinky dank, a cleaned out bong with fresh water and ice, a new pack of papers and NO work the next day :) LOL
One time I was going to meet my friends to go out to a nightclub. I picked up some Sour Diesel and smoked about 7-8 bowls with a friend before leaving. About 5 miles down the road the cops were just setting up one of those road side sobriety check points and it was 5pm so I thought it was a lil too early for that .. so a chippie on his motorcycle notices me running the stop and goes to chase me ...
I didn't intentionally mean to run it but once I realized I was running it, I just couldn't stop. I'd get rolled so hard!
Got away, went to starbucks and that song ironically came on the radio "police see me rollin .. try and catch me ridin dirty" LOL
Oh, man you gotta really concentrate on completely stopping at the stop signs if you suspect there might be a cop around (my sig). That and turn signals are their favorite way of stopping you just to check you out and bring you down. Do everything you can to NOT draw attention to yourself when you are stoned in public.
But I certainly agree that getting away from those damn police sure is fun and yes, it is one kind of happiness. I wish I would have got away last month when I got slapped with an 81 in a 55. I decided I wouldn't try to outrun the unmarked Mustang in my 1.5 liter Scion XB (almost a van.)
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Originally Posted by mikeyjo
Dang that sounds sooooo sick...:thumbsup: I would hotbox the shit out of my house if there was like a blizzard or something but hey, us Texans can hope can't we?! Lol
happiness is a fresh clean piece and dank weed...
happiness is an amazing meal you cooked during after or before smoking...
happiness is smoking a bowl in my camping hammock hanging 6ft away from a cliff that over looks a gorge and a river with the sun rising...
happiness is the same situation in the hammock, but with my rain fly over top, and it was raining at around 2 or 3 am, so i was snug in the hammock in my sleeping bag, hot boxing it with the rain fly...and the pitter patter of the rain on the fly was extremely awesome...one of the best smoking times ever.
happiness is a bowl during after or before sexual activities...smoking a blunt with a girl while hooking up and what not is kind of interesting...intimate smoke play is amazing
happiness is...
smoking a bowl with your best friend