what is your oddest encounter while high?

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Originally Posted by illnillinois

I get a phone call at work from my wife. She's laughing and crying at the same time if that possible.
She was going to lay down for a nap after put the 3 babies to bed, but before laying down, she needed to through a couple of items in the dryer. She tossed them in and started it and laid down. Shortly after she started hearing a faint noise. Sounding like a baby groaning, she checked on the 3 kids, nothing wrong, so she went back to bed.
She heard the sounds again but with a new sound, now with a
thump, thump, roerrrr, thump gurrrr, thump, thump. She checked on the kids again, nothing the matter.
She laid back down, and still a noise. THEN her heart stops and it hits her. SHIT THE CATS, she runs in the laundry room and slams on the stop button. She is scared to death to open the dryer door, because the cats had a habit of sleeping in there.
She cracks the door open ready to find a dead cat. She opens it and BOTH of our cats fly out, slamming into the walls and then the door, dizzy from their 8 minute or so tumble dry..

I :S2: my ass off when I heard this. The cats were fine with the exception of one cats tail would just drag limp on the ground. It was fine a couple weeks later..

believe it or not the cat were back in the dryer. dumb cats didn't learn..

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I love you. You have the most awesome stories ever. +Rep.

Theres a place behind my house i used to go smoke, its in the bike trails along a creek. Well me and my friend would sometimes take the 4 wheeler out there and just chill. Anway, one day we were smokin a rillo of some pretty good herb and as i passed it to my friend, i exhale and it hits me hard, but i look to check out the scenery and inbetween these trees i see this object hauling ass and i was like 'dude wtf was that? i know it wasnt an animal' and my friend had only taken his first rip (puff puff pass) he goes for his next one and all the sudden we hear this dude haulin ass on his bike comin around the corner and my friend had no idea. He immediatly stops and is like 'whats up fellas? anything goin on' and my friend had to exhale his fuckin hit and started coughin and shit, luckly he held it in long enough to where there was little smoke. But the biker didnt see the rillo or anything and i was just laughing my ass off because thats one of those moments i do not want to be in (takin a rip and then some one you dont want to see comes up and you have to exhale) but it was all good, just made it more interesting.

Here's another one from the Laserium days of so long ago...

Went to the Laserium show with the same friend I had to run up the hill with in the other story, plus few other friends, probably four of five people in total. We all get totally blazed in the van and then go into the theater.

The thing that was the hardest about the Laserium was that the line was inside the theater and it would fill up a long time before the show. So if you wanted a decent seat you would have to get totally wasted and then stand in this line inside a bright theater with all of these people around you. The line was like one of those cattle-call lines with those velvet ropes that go back and forth, so you were really right in the middle of a crowd, and not everyone there was stoned. So you would try to maintain as best you could in this crowd.

One time we were in the line and another group of three guys was a few yards away and one of them started to kind of pass out. He was not totally unconscious, just sort of headed that way. At first they tried to prop him up a bit with an arm around the shoulder, but he slipped down on his knees and just stood there on his knees, swayng back and forth, with his eyes closed, tryng not to pass out. His buddies were standing there next to him, hands in pockets, not making eye contact with anyone, chuckling quietly to themselves and trying not to be noticed. I don't remember how that one ended, but it's another story anyway...

So, back to the original story, we were totally blazed, in the middle of the crowd in the blazing brightly lit theater, trying to maintain and not look too stoned. We were standing in a kind of circle facing each other. My friend asked me if I had any mints. I had some mints in my pocket, so I reached in my coat pocket and pulled out the first thing I grabbed and held it out in front of me in the middle of the circle.

AAAAaaaaaaaahhh! It's not the mints --- it's my big bag of weed!

We were all sort of paralyzed for a second staring at this big bag of weed that I had just whipped out of my pocket in the middle of a crowd in a very public place! As soon as I recovered my senses, I stuffed it back in my pocket, and we all just started busting out laughing our asses off! We could not maintain at all! It was that hysterical kind of high laughter that you sometimes just cannot get a grip on, mixed with a kind of crazy panic laughter from the fact that this ridiculous mixup could have got us all busted. We all just had to step out of line and go get our shit together before coming back.

Luckily no one saw the weed, but I think everyone there knew something was up with the crazy fucked up crowd of guys that had a laughing fit so bad they had to give up their sweet spot in line.

This summer after work, sometime in the afternoon, I get a call my from one of my blazing partners. He tells me his parents were going to be gone until later in the night and that I should bring my bong over and chill. I tell him cool and meet my other buddy at his house like an hour later.

So the three of us go out to his screened in porch that is only separated from his neighbors by a row of trees and pack a bowl. So we are going bowl for bowl with some ok nugs and some pretty good ones. After about the 5th bowl we are really stoned. My buddies house who we are at decides to pack one more small one with some of his weed so of course I oblige.

The bong comes around to me and just as I put my mouth to it my friend sitting across the table started saying "Dad dad dad" in a somewhat hushed but frantic voice. I was like shit man wait your turn and don't call me dad. Unfortunately for us we were too high to form sentences.

All of a sudden I hear a knocking on the door to the inside behind us, oh fuck. I turn around to see my friend's dad there standing in the doorway staring at the bong. He comes in and in a very angry and loud tone says "Now what is all this!"

We were stunned and just sat there everyone looking at there shoes. No one said anything. After he repeated the question/statement for the fourth time the kids house who this is says its a bong. He told us it would be best if we left.

We walked out with all our gear inside, probably too high to safely drive. Me and my other buddy hop in the car and drive off. Literally two minutes later the kid whos house we were at calls and says "My dad says he is sorry for flipping out, come back and grab your bong and weed." Now keep in mind at this point I was VERY high and I just heard that the dad who had just caught us smoking weed in his house APOLOGIZED to us.

We drove back, got the stuff and eventually smoked again later that night. :jointsmile:

One night when I was in college, I got really high with a few friends, and we decided we wanted to go to 7-Eleven. It was about a half mile away, straight down one street, no turns or anything, just a straight shot. We start down the street when this guy in a wheel chair heading right down the middle of the same street calls out, "Where you going?"

We tell him we're gong to 7-Eleven.

"Great! I'll take you there!" he says.

We tell him we don't need anyone to take us there because we know exectly where it is ---straight ahead about a half mile.

He says, "No. You don't understand! I'm gonna TAKE YOU THERE! Now get behind and start pushing!"

So we are really wasted, and I guess I am the dumbass who caves in first, and I get behind this bastard in the wheel chair and start pushing him down the street. He doesn't have to push himself anymore so he takes out some gloves and puts them on his hands --- I guess he was getting cold and tired pushing himself to 7-Eleven.

Well, I'm not all that comfortable in the middle of the street, so I start heading for the sidewalk, but he starts screaming about how the sidewalk is to bumpy, keep in the street. So I figure I will at least get in the right lane and go with the traffic, but he says that side of the street is too bumpy too, and we need to be where the oncoming traffic can see us, so he wants me to keep in the left side of the street. I guess I am too high to really comprehend that this is a totally assinine situation because I just follow orders and push this ornery fucker down the street in oncoming traffic. My friends are following along on the sidewalk laughing their asses off at me for pushing this crazy wacko down the street in his wheelchair. A lot of cars came up on us and honked their horns, and he just waved his arms in the air and screamed at them to go around.

So we finally get to 7-Eleven and he tells us not to leave without him because he needs a push home. We get our stuff and he gets into a screaming argument with the cashier about how he doesn't want to buy a full dozen eggs. He only wants four eggs, and they should only charge him for four. While he's fighting it out with the poor 7-Eleven cashier, we make a break for it.

I wonder if the goddam sonofabitch ever made it home.

well really its more a cool experience:

me and two friends co camping in central oregon at the start of winter (cold!). we got 1 night, an eight of dank, a tent (supposedly!) and some hotdogs with pocketknifes and no buns.

we find our spot in the woods and right away make the fire. next we realize we forgot the tent pole and find out well be sleeping on the ground (remember....winter!) no biggie tho. after a nigh of smoking only half the 1/8 and getting SO FUCKED UP, that were all making strange noises in the dark in the wood with almost no provisions for almost and hour, we all wake up freezing at abbout 4 in the morning to the beatiful sounds of a large pack of coyotes howling about a mile away while watching shooting stars under the very visible mercury and north star! mind blowing...

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Originally Posted by kshchrn831

... i was just laughing my ass off because thats one of those moments i do not want to be in (takin a rip and then some one you dont want to see comes up and you have to exhale) but it was all good, just made it more interesting.

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I've got one like that.

We used to go to this trippy mall in San Diego called Horton Plaza and walk around stoned. There were not a lot of good places to get high there, so we were looking for a good place one day and found one on this metal stairway behind a movie theater. There was a little landing right next to a door, and that's where we decided to smoke. So we were passing back and forth this pipe and getting really ripped, and I took in this HUGE hit, and I knew I was just about to cough really bad, when all of a sudden the door right behind me flies open and this guy steps out and yells, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING BACK HERE!"

"PUHHHHHHHHHHHHHaaaaaacckkkkkk!!!!!!! Cough! Cough! Cough! Oh God! Cough! Nothing, man! Cough! Not doing anything! Just leaving! Cough! Cough! Shit! Goddam! Cough!"

It hurt so bad letting out that huge cough with the total surprise of that bastard popping out right behind me that I couldn't breath and my eyes watered up so bad I couldn't see a thing. My freind took off dwon the stairs, and I just sort of stumbled along behind him following the noise. We got the hell out of there.

I guess that was actually the back door of the theater and they had a problem with people trying to sneak in that way.

Here's another wierd high encounter. Some friends came to visit me at college, and we went up onto the very top of this really tall building on campus to get high on this observation deck they have up there. This is late at night with no one around, and you can see all of the city lights out in front of you. In addition to getting high, there were substances we do not discuss involved, and so we were really really tripping hard.

We were up there for a very long time, but eventually it was time to leave, so we got in the elevator and started heading down. Still there was no one around --- we hadn't seen anyone for hours, so we were still just goofing off and acting wierd in the elevator. Around the fifth floor I told everyone, "Hey, we're about to re-enter society here, so maybe we better think about what might be waiting for us when that elevator door opens. Either no one is there, which would be good. Or someone could be waitng for the elevator, in which case we need to be ready to maintain."

It was like a very serious moment, and we all get ourselves together, serious expressions on our faces, ready for anything.

We hit the bottom floor.

The door opened.

Right in front of us, maybe two feet away, there is a cleaning woman on a huge ladder straddling the doorway, with all these buckets and mops and cleaning supplies piled all in front of the door, no way to get past!

"Hi, Guys!"

Holy shit! It might be the most unexpected thing I have ever experienced, because I had just been spending the previous minute preparing myself for all the possibilies of what might be there when the door opened. I don't think I would have been more surpirsed if it had been a lion.

We all just fell apart laughing. She must have thought we were a bunch of jackasses, but she seemed to think it was pretty funny too.

One time My buddy and I were smokin' after I had just gotten back from a 15 day trip and stayed clean from the green the entire trip, so needless to say I was getting ripped. Anyways, we ended up getting high and going for a walk down this dirt road near his house, and came across this area with some huge logs. Thats when my buddy decided he'd challenge me at lifting one of em over our heads (this was in my weightlifting days).. the thing is we didnt realize we were on some private property (although there was a posted sign on a tree right next to us... man were we blazed) ..Thats when this hillbilly old guy in a truck slows down, gets out of the vehicle and comes towards us without any words... we got sketched and threw the log down, than began to approach him... Thats when he got this strange look and once again without words turned around away from us and hurried back to his truck.. as we kept walking towards him to see what was up.. he reaches into his truck, and grabs what looks to be a shotgun or something.. he only flashed the but of the thing to let us know... than he panicked after i was like "wtf thats illegal".. he hopped in his truck and drove off... Fuckin hillbillies, gotta love em'

I hope I'm not getting carried away dominating this thread, but I have a lot of crazy stories, and I guess I am kind of on a roll getting them out.

I was driving around with some friends one night a long, long, long time ago. I was way too wasted to drive, so one of my friends was driving my car. He liked to drive it, because it was a '66 Mustang, and it was a fun car to drive. We were passing a joint around the car when we went around this sharp corner in the road, and my friend punched the gas to squeal the tires around the corner.

My other friend says, "Hey, dude! Don't do that. There could be a cop behind us," then turns his head to look back, "Holy Shit! There IS a cop behind us!"

The cop hits his lights.

I blow out my last hit, crush out the joint with my fingers, and stuff it into the seat.

My freind pulls to the side of the road, and suddenly we are totally surrounded by marked cop cars and unmarked cars! And all of these "jump out" cops with the windreakers that say POLICE in yellow letters pile out of their cars and engulf the entire area.

The cop from the car that hit us with the lights comes up to the driver's side, and the first thing he says is, "I smell marijuana. Have you been smoking marijuana?"

My freind knew it was pointless to deny it, but didn't tell him we were smoking only 3 seconds ago. He said, "We smoked a joint in here about 2 hours ago."

"An honest Man! I like an honest man! If I strip you down and tear this car apart, will I find any more drugs?"

"No officer, that was the last of it, two hours ago."

"Ok then. Be safe, and have a good evening."

And they all piled back into their cars and left in less than 30 seconds.

We decided that they had been looking for something in particular, and we were not it, so they didn't have time to bother with us.

That was one freaky encounter.

When I was 16 I used to smoke a lot with my girl's older sister's boyfriend (whos now my brother in law). It was good times, hes 5 years older then me and always had some real good kill compared to what I could score. Anyways, this one night we get so ripped I could not feel my face or nose, best way to put it, haha. I still lived at home at the time and while he was dropping me off at my house, I notice 2 white vans parked in front of my neighbors house across the street. It was out of place, because noone in my nieghborhood owned a white van, let alone 2 identical ones. I shrug it off and he pulls up to my driveway. As I'm reaching to get my piece from under the seat I look in the mirror and noticed what looked like 2 undercover cop cars pulling up and blocking the road off from where we came. At this point I start thinking to myself we are busted, one of my neighbors cought on that I was a toker and set us up (yea, I was a noob at the time). As I start to tell him what I see and trying to remain calm, I look over to see the 2 white van doors swing open and the swat team come running out, m16's with battering rams and flak jackets on and everything. More cop cars start to block off the other side of the road and I see more pulling around into the alley. I sit there, completely frozen and scared shitless, not knowing how to react or even what to think anymore. I look up and see a helicopter coming towards us, spotlight in my front yard. We look over at eatchother and both know what one another is thinking. I tuck the piece back under the seat and as I'm coming up I see the swat circling my neighbors house and getting ready to go in by force. Another helicopter shows up and they are both circling the house, spotlights going to the windows and yelling they have the place surrounded over the loud speaker. Turns out my neighbor that had moved in a few months ago had a giant meth lab set up in his garage, and he was about to get raided. Anyways, the guy wasnt home but they did end up busting down the garage and found everything. I never saw him again, I wonder if he got cought. I'll never forget that night, I thought I was gonna die in a hail of gunfire or something, haha.

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Originally Posted by home.grower

Yeah, where is the painting? would be good to see it...

I was toking a joint in the middle of the night with a pal about 2 months ago in their back yard. I looked to the sky, which was clear and starry, when I saw something that looked like a star traveling at high speed across the sky. Along its trajectory (maybe wrong word) it got really really bright and glowed as though it was burning up, whatever it was. Then it started to dim and faded as though it left the earths' atmosphere. Me and my pal watched it and were confused as to what the hell it was. We had both talked about UFOs and Intelligence on numerous occasions prior to seeing what we saw. It was an interesting moment. My pal doesn't smoke bud so were weren't both intoxicated to the same degree. hmmmmm.. Odd?

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shooting star perhaps?

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Originally Posted by roth89

shooting star perhaps?

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I would say a satellite, they move really fast. solid light, not flickering..

I always see them 'shooting star' things too if I lay outside at night...

Never sure what they are though. I always thought it was just debries from space coming back through the atmosphere and burning up.

a couple months ago me and my 2 friends were on xtc and walking around at 2am smoking bowls. well we are walking through this field and this guys walking past going the opposite way. so we kind of hide the weed and keep walking. then i noticed the guy had turned around and started walking towards us. he then said "hey", so we stopped and my friend said "whats up". then the guy started talking to us for about an hour saying he was scoping the spot out for a skate park. so we kept talking to him and he mentioned he was just walking around town "preaching the book" and he showed us a bible he had. so we were like ok...

then he said that he smelt the weed were smoking so my friend pulled out the pipe and he was like "wow thats a cool piece", so since it was my weed i asked him if he wanted a hit. and he said yes! so we finished that bowl and proceeded to pack another and keep talking. after that he said his name was father brian and to stay safe.


i deffinatly had to pinch myself after he left.

Ok lots of odd encounters, wish i can remember them all but i still remember some.....

One of the first times i smoked when i was about 14 or so i went out with my mate to get high for the first time on a school night. Since we had to get up the next day we both went home pretty blazed. Once i got home i had real bad munchies so i ask my mum to get me a pizza...lol next thing i know i wake up lyin on my bed at about 11:30 pm with a freezin cold pizza lyin next to my head...fuckin crashed out lol, wonder what my mum thought...... :rasta:

Also had many strange encounters smokin at night in my mates car seein as we end up goin to secluded places where we are unlikely to be caught blazin. This usually means the other people there are either blazin also, doggers or people who hang out in carparks at night in cars for lovely wholesome activities which i do not know about. One carpark inside my local park had many 'odd' encounters so we eventually learned our lesson and stopped goin. One time we were blazin a joint as per usual with the car facin away from the parkin spot we were in and a white van pulls up right infront of us blockin us in, then he puts on full beam and starts beepin.....so needless to say we panic and our like WTFFFF....my friend pulls out and they try and block off the exit but he does a loop and they follow and we get out and breathe a sigh of reliefff :wtf:. Also at said carpark we see a gang of about 10 or so people come out of the bushes in camo gear at like 11pm at night...so this is now not a regular smokin spot lol... :thumbsup:

Goin to the Sex Museum in Amsterdam was a very odd stoned experience also. We were all just stumblin thru looking at all the porn laughin and jokin around with all the strange stuff in there, but i found it kind of surreal to be standing with older folk who went there and took it all very seriously, looking closely at the porn on the wall and scratching their chin while viewing the giant statue of a penis...can't say we stayed in there too long, i wasn't used to looking at porn in a busy room...

Probably got a load more stories but they come and go :rastasmoke:

This isn't really an odd encounter but it's a special memory for me.

It was the summer when i was 16, July the Fourth to be exact. I was at a party with a lot of friends, and it started to get dark (around 8) so me and 4 other friends left and went to a party one of my friends parents were having. They were crazy rednecks and there were fireworks going off everywhere, as well as alcohol aplenty lying about. It was like a warzone. i remember wandering around a little baked in his backyard where i ended up standing alone in this ravine that everyone at the party was setting fireworks off in. it was just after an artillery salvo and this ravine was swallowed in smoke. It looked like 4/20 at a Kottonmouth Kings concert a day after weed had been legalized. Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix was blasting in the background among the fireworks explosions. I had this epiphany, standing there in the smoke listening to Hendrix, that even though all this shit was going down in my life (parents divorce, fighting with my dad, screwing up in school, etc.) that everything was gonna be okay. It was one of the defining moments of my Teenage years. but anyways, i met up with my three buddies who had scored some free alcohol, (we had plenty of weed) and headed back to where we were staying that night. After my friends parents went to sleep we snuck out to his pool and started blazin by the starlight. we had a badass rotation going with 4 of our finest pipes going around. It was shwag but after we smoked so much i was pretty fucking twisted. the final count for the 4 of us smoking that night was 44 bowls, 11 each. I remember shambling into his room at 3 in the morning completely blitzed and posting up on the couch to watch Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Best 4th of July so far! :jointsmile:

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Originally Posted by illnillinois

When I was 16ish, 2 friends and I went up a canyon to smoke. We got to the trailhead parking lot and while unloading our bong, a stanger on a 10 speed said, hey can i hit that. We all looked around and said hit what? I mean the guy was around 50, so we figured what the hell, and we said sure. So we hike up about 1mile and started smoking. Shortly after we started, he asked us if he could paint a picture of us. Shocked and confused we said why not.

He grabbed his old backpack and grabbed some water paint, small cup and water and went to town. We smoked for about 30 minutes,
he painted all 3 of us in a circle chillin. And i must say it was a HELL of a picture.

We finshed up, said thanks and the dude biked off into the sunset.


couple hrs after, we all stopped and asked ourselfs, did that really just happen?
Wish i still had the painting..:joint1:

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haha wow, that would be an amazing experience! i can only imagine what the painting looked like...

me and my friend were havin a jay at the bottom of a hill that leads up to town. its by a car park that never gets used so its pretty secluded. we where about halfway up the hill with town on the top.

it was a large l and we where only 5 or 6 tokes into it when we saw a copper turn the corner from the bottom, then another, then another, then another. all dressed in full riot gear. sheilds, battons, helmets, the full works. there was about 30 all in all.

my friend snapped the jay, chucked it and we both frantically rolled cigarettes and sparked them. the first officer came up to us and asked us what we where doing.

we just replied we where on our way to town and stopped to chill for a smoke, (legal) as we had all the time in the day.

anyway it turns out that it was a big (english) football day, and the two local teams. who are both shit, but fans are brutal where playing. so they expected trouble.

so we said cheers for the heads up and would get out early and they all marched off.

man that fucked me up, thought i was gonna get the rodney king treatment.

lol

as for me, the other day when we were waiting for our kebabs, two midgets wearing suites rode past on segways.

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Originally Posted by CheeseOnToast

as for me, the other day when we were waiting for our kebabs, two midgets wearing suites rode past on segways.

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Are you talkin about Doner Kebabs?

chasing my dog after he ran out the door twice.... hella lit... it was a ridiculous adventure

well me and a couple buddies went to the closest shroom field we knew of, we hop the fence and walk to the pasture.

We were pickin some shrooms and I look up and see this huge ass black bull infont of me and it stands up for a sec and grunts.

I was really baked so i just started to run. Luckily it didn't chase me but it gave me a real scare. Later on we saw 2 bulls fuckin, that was really weird. Then we ventured out to the field where the owners house was ( it has so many shrooms in that field and the other ones were a bit dry) We were pickin some more and one of my friends just yells "RUN", I look up to see this fuckin white truck haulin ass right at us. They get to the barbed wire fence right as we do and 3 guys get out of the truck yellin "get on the ground now!" I seriously almost pissed myself because they all had guns and one had a machete...... I ripped my shroom bag gettin over the fence, but luckily we got away. That was a really weird day

Good stories! I enjoy reading them.
I got a few,here's one:
I got blazed hard out at my freinds and was walking home,this is about 10pm and I stop at the liquor store to grab a drink and a burritto,While I'm standing in line this older guy is staring at me,So I glance at him and nod hello.
Old guy:Wassup brah?
Me:not much,how you?
old guy:Good,good,...hows the family?
me:oh there good
old guy:hows mom and dad?dad still working in town?
me:oh yeah,their good,yeah he's still in town
old guy:you guys still live same place then yeah?
me:yeah,born and raised there,been there ever since.
old guy:so where your brother stay?
me:oh he's at his freinds house.
There's an awkward pause and he's staring at me hard...

old guy:ey...how I know you?
me:I dunno.
old guy:well,how come you was talkin to me like you know me?
me:I dunno bro,I was just saying hi,I have no idea who you is.
old guy:but you was talkin to me like you know who I am! (he was getting upset)
This is happening in line in the liquor store and people are staring at whats going on,and this old guy is telling the people I'm trying to play games with him.He was starting to get pissed.
So I turned around walked out the door with my food and bailed out,I could hear him calling me back and,I was freaked out.Never seen him again,but I was tripped out.I even went back there a few times to buy stuff and the cashier dude never mentioned anything about not paying for my stuff that night or what happened that night......I wouldnt bring it up.

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Originally Posted by StickyfingahZ

Good stories! I enjoy reading them.
I got a few,here's one:
I got blazed hard out at my freinds and was walking home,this is about 10pm and I stop at the liquor store to grab a drink and a burritto,While I'm standing in line this older guy is staring at me,So I glance at him and nod hello.
Old guy:Wassup brah?
Me:not much,how you?
old guy:Good,good,...hows the family?
me:oh there good
old guy:hows mom and dad?dad still working in town?
me:oh yeah,their good,yeah he's still in town
old guy:you guys still live same place then yeah?
me:yeah,born and raised there,been there ever since.
old guy:so where your brother stay?
me:oh he's at his freinds house.
There's an awkward pause and he's staring at me hard...

old guy:ey...how I know you?
me:I dunno.
old guy:well,how come you was talkin to me like you know me?
me:I dunno bro,I was just saying hi,I have no idea who you is.
old guy:but you was talkin to me like you know who I am! (he was getting upset)
This is happening in line in the liquor store and people are staring at whats going on,and this old guy is telling the people I'm trying to play games with him.He was starting to get pissed.
So I turned around walked out the door with my food and bailed out,I could hear him calling me back and,I was freaked out.Never seen him again,but I was tripped out.I even went back there a few times to buy stuff and the cashier dude never mentioned anything about not paying for my stuff that night or what happened that night......I wouldnt bring it up.

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that would trip me the fuck out

last friday night, me and a couple of buddies were hitting the bowl out in the country, and my friend looks up and says, "You guys see that thing around the moon?" We all start geeking out about this giant ring around the moon. I looked it up, and it's called a lunar halo, it's a once in a lifetime sight I guess.

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last friday night, me and a couple of buddies were hitting the bowl out in the country, and my friend looks up and says, "You guys see that thing around the moon?" We all start geeking out about this giant ring around the moon. I looked it up, and it's called a lunar halo, it's a once in a lifetime sight I guess.

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yeah,those things are rare,I only seen one once,it was on my birthday,but have never seen it again.

Here is another one,True story.
One night after work my freind picked me up and we went to smoke,he drove me to the begining of Kahuku right of the main road onto this dirt path that was just in the middle of the boonies.....so it is DARK....just the moon above us.So I keep asking my buddy,why were smoking here (it was kinda scary) So he tells me he wanted to show me something,I keep asking what it is and he tells me to just wait,I trust him,So we burn a few bowls and I start smoking a cigarette and this is maybe 12:30 at night and all of a sudden I hear this woman Scream.....I jump out of my seat and Im looking through out my window trying to see through the bannanna trees and bushes and This woman Keeps screaming,like loud,like she is being killed or something,I freak out and I look at my freind and he's grinning at me and asks
"you hear dat?"
and Im like "Hells Yeah I hear dat what the F**k is that!?"
He tells me he dont know,he found this place earlier in the week and everytime he comes to the spot he hears the noise,he wanted to bring me to make sure it was for real.
Im buggin...askin him who the hell comes out to smoke by themselves in the middle of the boonies? He told me he was looking for a spot where no one was.
So I tell him we gotta go.
Next day at work,I bring this story up at lunch and this old lady tells me
"Thats Adams Field.....Thats a baseball field in old Kahuku that a little boy was found hung....his mom was looking for him and everyone was out looking for him,the mom found him at the baseball park hung...."
She told me its supposed to be a legend type thing that you can still hear the mom screaming.
True story,I never went back,just hearing those screams was enough.

/\/\/\/\ there foxes around there, cus they have this weird mating call that sounds like a child being tortured.

alrite so me and my friends are blazin at this park that closes at 8, it was around 10, we see headlights so we all run and hide, and then these guys are like "YO STONERS" and it was these dealers blazin a blunt lookin for customers, we were all broke tho.

also my friend used to live in this small house with a huge backyard where we would blaze. the property was also owned by his neighbor. so we're looking for a spot to smoke and it seemed like these construction workers were following us everywhere we went.

another time we were blazin at another friends house and we heard these really loud knocks on the door and someone rang the doorbell a bunch of times, so we're thinkin oh shit cops, so my friend slowly goes over to the door, we're all being quiet, one of my friends runs into a closet. so my friend who went to the door opened it and it was these little kids who were like "IS THIS CHARLIES HOUSE?" after that we were so relieved and smoked a few more bowls.

and finally, i was just hanging out in town fucked up and this guy starts looking at me really wierd, i could tell he knew i was stoned, then he blew smoke in my face and started laughing and ran to his car.

One time I was getting blazed with a bunch of freinds. We were sitting on the couch watching TV with all of our bongs, pipes, weed and beers on the coffee table. The door was next to the TV, so we were facing the door.

All of a sudden the door flew open and a group of aboput 6 people in their 40's came bursting in, dressed in nice clothes, carrying bottles of wine and food, all talking and laughing and having a great time, "Hellooooooo! Were here!"

They got about 8 feet into the room, saw us sitting there, and then just froze. We were so stunned, we just sat paralyzed on the couch, couldn't even speak. It seemed like we just stared at each other forever, no one moving at all, mouths gaping open.

Then they guy in front said, "Wups! Wrong House! Carry on gentlemen! Have a great evening!" And then they turned around and walked out. Didn't even leave us a caserole.

I'm sure they had a good story when they got to the neighbor's house.

Every New Year's I get blazed and drunk with a particular group of tight friends. The first time we did it, we were all 16 and we were over at my friend's house, and his parents were downstairs. Some of the people were getting drunk in the other room, but me and like 3 others were at it making a makeshift bong and smoking an ounce. I packed, so I hit first, but right after I inhaled, the dude's Dad walked in. I shoved the bong behind my back, but dude's dad stayed in the room for like another minute. Meanwhile, I have about a lung and a half of harsh smoke. As his Dad turned around to leave, I had to let it out. Good thing he didn't turn around again, he was a strict mofo. We ended up getting blazed as helll that night.:stoned:

Well this wasn't odd but it was one hell of a buzz kill.

Some odd years back Me and my cousin were setting out in my pickup smoking and listening to some music at about midnight. My dad comes out yelling at us about being lazy and everything and makes us go inside and keeps yelling till he finally thinks we've had enough and he goes back to bed.

The worst part was we had just built a big ass dog pen that day and didnt finish until 9 that night.

It wasnt odd but fuck it ruined my high.

I have enjoyed all the posts. Thanks to everyone, hope the readers have liked..

me and my friend were smoking in the woods (this is like when we were 16 or 17) we were pretty high, and then we started talking about how there had been coyote sightings in the area (this is pretty close to a city) and then we started getting all paranoid and scared at every chipmunk or leaf falling....then we were goin up this little hill and we hear pitter patter of something walking....something running (oh god what the fuck is that!?) oh my god its close! our hearts are goin a million beats per minute....then over the hill comes what we thought was a coyote....we saw it and just fucking DOVE down the hill and started rolling...i rolled into a ditch type thing and covered my head with my arms....then i heard a voice say "come here girl" and looked up and some dude came over the hill calling his husky dog...me and my friend, although still shooken up laughed so hard...the dude musta thought we were crazy....i will never forget that

anouther time a few of us were coming home from a bar and we were smoking..it was like 2am, draggin my feet and i accidently stepped on a pack of matches and they ignited....i thought that i had burst into flames for no reason like spontaneous combusted and i freaked the FUCK out....my friends had a good laugh

Have to say, one of the best threads i have ever read on this site, thanks a bunch all of you. i am crying i am laughing so hard.
"hows the parents?" lol..."live in the same place?" rofl
keep them comming, gonna keep an eye on this thread.
inbud

Well heres mine kind like alot of all of yours but, back in the day before the steal bombers were well know (85-93) we used to see em all the time. THey use military bases to test their stealthyness, well now we see and do not see the strngest fuking things here. These invisible blimps have been spoted, but even more so thier seveilance equipment can sometimes come out on wire less security cameras, or audio can be herd when their is nuthing their. I know its hard to swollow but we saw the big wings in the sky way before anyone eles and now we still see and hear the new things. Kinda fuks with you when you know your the only thing bumping in the night.

The thread has hit 4 pages.. great stories keep them coming.

So i was at this party up at college, was drinking and i was pretty drunk, and of course i was chiped as hell from some nuggets. So some kid is there sellin mushrooms and he had one cut left and i was like yea ill get that, so drunk as i am i put it in a Dixie cup and just down it without thinking., [this was like A LOT of dust/crystals BTW]. My friend had just taken them to so i was like good ill have someone to trip with....WELLLL my girl [at the time] was like lets go back to our dorms [when i lived in the dorms at the time] so i was like ok [not tripping yet] got back and she falls asleep, im awake for the next 6 or so hours tripping...that was the "get you up to speed" part now heres the experience...

So layin next to her i get up, turn on the TV and its this Civic Hybrid commercial, heres the Civic Hybrid Commercial on youtube.com. So im tripping my balls of at this point watching this commercial like, WOWWW, then the show comes on which is the episode of Futurama when bender makes him self outta wood on this island where old out of date robots are and he builds a ship outta wood, anywayz i thought it was like the yellow submarine or something haha. SO after that i look into a mirror and i can see the reflection in my eye ball of the mirror and i feel like my reflection is gunna grab me or something then i get this call from my friend thats tripping down at the house i was partyin at like, "They got glow sticks taped to the ceiling fan and turned it on, it looks crazy you gotta get down here" sooo im like "yeah ill be down there". I leave the room see this kid on his cell phone in the hallway and in my head it looked like he was drunk laughin and everything so im like YEAHH HEY MAN WHATS UP, he stops his conversation looks at me and is like "umm hey" obviously NOT fucked up at all, so instantly im like SHIT, i probably look crazy as hell so i try and play it off like, "umm nothing, just drunk" He's like where were you partyin at, i was just like at my boys crib [and immediately i felt so uncomfortable cuz im tripping my face off and this dude is like interrogating me, so it felt]. So i get outside and people were walkin around still [it was like 2am] and some shadows were moving fast and real slow. I got into my car, touched the FREEEZING cold steering wheel [cuz it was dead winter], pull out of the parking lot, get about 4 yards, turn around and park my car right back where i pulled out, i was just thinking, theres NO WAY IN HELL I CAN DRIVE, so im sitting in my car with it off in the cold for 10 minutes tryin to pull myself together enough that i can make it back in the dorm without looking crazy. I look out the window and i see a bunch of people just laughin SOOO HARD, and i feel like they are laughin at me so i immediately just look forward, then i decide to get out of the car and when i do, there is no one outside...i get back into the room and finish my night lookin at crazy shit and watching tv, but theres was a little more things that happened but those are the best parts, i was tripping crazy hard

Wow, i didnt even realize i typed that much, hes a shorter blaze story
So if anyone knows the college in Western PA, [USA] called Slippery Rock University, i was visiting up there and theres these woods, i actually found pictures of it on youtube.com Kennedys Mills, think it also goes by Frew Mills. Its this ladies private property she died tho, but in order for her kids to get it passed to them she said you have to keep it open to the public tho, so its private property so cops cant just go back there, but its open to the public so its always filled with Hippies and people camping/partying/swimming..etc there. Anywayz we go down there, get real high and meet this like 40 year old dude thats camping in the middle of these woods by himself, so we chill with him and my friend is like you should come chill and smoke with us back in the dorm room, [cuz my boy was ALWAYS blazing it up in his dorm room, no smoke alarms[heat sensors] and he was on the top floor. So we chill with this dude just talkin about crazy stuff tho i cant recall much of what we talked about, but dude was cool as shit and im glad i met him. He was like one of those kinda people youd shy away from talkin to if you saw them like on the street or something, but he was cool as hell and loved to blaze and just conversate

This past summer I worked on my uncles cattle ranch. so he has everything that you could ask for in order to make being a ranch hand easy. He had many mule atvs, 4 wheelers and old trucks that he let me drive around on the land. All summer long me and a few buddies would go and explore the land in these vehicles all the while smoking j after j.

anyways, after getting blitzed, we all decided to go down a trail that we had not been down before, way out in the middle nowhere. We rode around and eventually came to a dead end, so i put the vehicle in reverse and try to back my way out, when all of a sudden we hear POP WHOOOOOOOOSH. one of the tires had rolled over a small sharp stump and there was no spare. we get out to investigate and we find the hole in the tire that the air was rushing out of. we just kind of ran around he vehicle for a minute trippin out (much too high for that situation) when my friend comes up with a solution, or so he thought. He jabs a stick into the hole in the tire thinking that it would stop the leak..... it did in fact slow down the leak, and for the moment we were all relieved thinking that we had been saved, until we realized that we were just really high and a stick would not do the trick. so we take the stick out and the hole is about 2 sizes larger. so then i tell them that im just going to drive it back to the barn and that i will come back and get them with one of the trucks. so, i tell the boys to wait there while i drive the atv back to the barn, my reasoning was that their added weight would cause the air to come out faster than it already was. So i leave them there in the 100 degree heat while im am high as hell racing back to the barn, basically riding the rim all the way there. everything ended up good, but man, it was a trip....