My only moment of that sort--of note, that is, as I have had plenty-- is after my first experience with a RooR (we were doing personal bowls of some of the dankest indica I've ever smoked--maybe chocolate thai?)-- when we all went to Denny's at 1:30 AM and no one had Clear Eyes... so we just said fuck it and went in there looking (and smelling) blazed as all hell, and ordered shitloads of food and laughed about extraordinarily dumb shit.
It was a beautiful experience.
