what is your oddest encounter while high?

Last week I went outside for a cancer stick and no joke...... there was a chicken looking up at me. I offered it no strings attached chicken sex but it declined so I picked it up under one arm and took it for a walk. After returning from the park some old lady ran up to me and said "Oh thankyou so much!!", took the chicken off me and gave me a fiver for finding it. I said i'd prefer to sex the chicken but I dont think she heard me so I just went back inside.

That is 100% true.

(Except for the sex parts)

Remembered another time it was, My Friend Jay, His girl Bri, and Me.

Well we were out in a field behind an old house high as hell. I was settin down by a tree chillin to some music and my friends were right beside me and then all of a sudden a helicopter shines its spotlight down right on us! We all freak the fuck out and I'm just like "STay up against the tree and they can't see us!"

Remind you it was the middle of winter... there were 0 leaves to be found anywhere!

So we haul ass back up to the road and the helicopter keeps going, nothing is as fucked up as that happening so we all went straight home for a while then they left.

Not sure why the helicopter shined on us since it was an emergency evac helicopter but all well it makes for a fun story.

I was at a buddies house and smokin a lil. Theres were 4 of us and we were all gona take acid that night. So the dealer comes and goes. We all take our hits and take a couple tokes to kick start the night.

As soon as my friend set the bowl down theres a fuckin Slug on his hand. Its the middle of winter and we were inside the whole time. We aint got a clue how the hell it got there. And this was before we were trippin. We knew it was real =p

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Originally Posted by Infamous

Last week I went outside for a cancer stick and no joke...... there was a chicken looking up at me. I offered it no strings attached chicken sex but it declined so I picked it up under one arm and took it for a walk. After returning from the park some old lady ran up to me and said "Oh thankyou so much!!", took the chicken off me and gave me a fiver for finding it. I said i'd prefer to sex the chicken but I dont think she heard me so I just went back inside.

That is 100% true.

(Except for the sex parts)

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Did you just say an old lady gave you five bucks to fuck a chicken?

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Originally Posted by ToDrunkToFish

I was at a buddies house and smokin a lil. Theres were 4 of us and we were all gona take acid that night. So the dealer comes and goes. We all take our hits and take a couple tokes to kick start the night.

As soon as my friend set the bowl down theres a fuckin Slug on his hand. Its the middle of winter and we were inside the whole time. We aint got a clue how the hell it got there. And this was before we were trippin. We knew it was real =p

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You're probably lucky that slug did not show up about 2 hours later, or you would have freaked the hell right out.

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Originally Posted by dragonrider

Did you just say an old lady gave you five bucks to fuck a chicken?

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I was young, drunk and foolish :rolleyes:

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I was young, drunk and foolish :rolleyes:

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Then it's totally understandable. But next time hold out for ten.


Good story, by the way.

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Originally Posted by DAY-DREAMER-MAN

i got 1 . so me & some Buddy's went to a hotspring. past the bong around for 20 m 3 minutes later a biker looking dude gets in to the water NUDE (we where 13 at the time ) he go's up to us and says you boys are looking sexy and then he leaves get out of the water and walks off nude it was cold out to.:wtf:

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LOL WTF

Me and my best friend climbed about halfway up the fifty foot rock face above our favorite swimming hole into a little cavern on the side and smoked that mother up. I bet smoke was pouring out of that little cave...then when we were done, we jumped right off into the water...it was awesome.

Oddest? Maybe not but this is deff my favorite.

Me and my friend Scott went out and bought a half ounce. We were just about just chill and smoke at my place when we desided that we wanted to do something different, Like go somewhere new. Suddenly his phone goes off and its one of his friends, friends that knew he smoked, but hasnt smoked with him. Turns out She has a few buddys coming over to smoke at her house and asked if we wanted to join. Of Coarse we did.

1am.We get there and the house is littered with her sisters friends drunk as can be. Falling all over the house and shit. We just laughed our asses off, went into the dinning room table and started to roll a blunt. Then people started to join and started throwing down and rolling there own. JUST before we start to light them off, someone suggests we go to some bridge that ive never heard of, yet seen.

Me and Scott get in my car, and they get into theres. We start following them and sparking up our own bowl on the way there. Me must have smoked 2 bowls before we got there. Everyone gets out and takes a mile long hike down some trail and road. When we get there its this HUGE bridge for joggers and shit. The bridge is prob a good 500-700 feet above a canal and the bridge is easily 50 feet wide. We get to the middle of the bridge and spark up the blunts. We go threw about 3 blunts between 6 of us and then we get to talking.

"If zombies were on one side and a T-rex was on the other side of the bridge which side would you run to?"

The convo stays on horror and being killed type of stuff. Then someone has a brillant idea to break into the cemitary and chill out there to finish our convo. Everyone was game. so we all leave the bridge and head out. We get there and i park on a street right next to the cemitary. Im already high as shit, but i pack another bowl for myself for the walk to the middle. SOON as i finish the bowl, someone says COP.

A cop pulls in front of the cemitary and starts shining the spot light threw the cemitary. We all hide behind trees and it looks like we are just about to get way. Some IDIOT we are with bolts for my towards my car. Me and Scott look at each other and sprint for it as well. I didnt want to the cop to see my car and get it call in for shit. Suddenly a 2nd cop comes out of no where and pulls next to my car, while the other 1st come comes speeding down the path we were walking on. I run over graves until my friend get caught in front of me. I look at a name on the grave and dropped my bowl on the grass below. The other cop who didnt get my other friend calls me over.

"Put your fucking hands up!"

Mind you im high as FUCK, but soon as he asked me a single question, i used all my mite and sobered up. He took my wallet and told me to get in the back of the cop car. I get in and the high comes back in a big way. Even though im sitting in the back of the cop car, for the first time in my life, im fucking pumped. It was kinda fun. He pulls my record up and shows me everything that ive ever gotten in trouble with.

The cop drives me over to Scott and the other kid. Both them are on there knees in the dirt (ha). They tell me to stand next to them, and the cops tell us to go home. It wasnt till this moment that i relise that we left the weed in the cup holder of my car. The cop glances in without his flash light, gets in his car and leaves us.

we all get in the car and just laugh our asses off, and go home. Turns out the other 3 got away free. The next morning i went back, found the name i remembered and got my bowl back. Ever since my bowl has been named the after its guardian "Harold Thompson"

(damn this story was longer then i thought it would be)

man one time me and my friend went to holland and went to a coffee shop, we each bought one gram, we all smoked a personal and the we smoked 2 blunts, in one blunt was easily 2 grams maybe more and the other had the rest of mine. so i smoked easliy a gram or 2 in less than an hour, so i was fucked and this shit was like 12 euros a grams so bomb shit, we start walkin and right bout now i start trippin, like my body just starts to go into straight chill mode. and we wall to KFC and we get food
i sit down to eat, i cant because im too fucked up, it felt like my body just went numb, i had to move my legs just to make sure they were still there. haha. but anyways they walk me to the car for some reason and i pass the fuck out, 4 hours later i wake up and we are leaving, and get this i was still fucked up. the shortest time ive ever spent in holland. i swear i tend to freak out in fast food places, it weird, but watever
but man i wanna hear more stoies.

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Oddest? Maybe not but this is deff my favorite.

Me and my friend Scott went out and bought a half ounce. We were just about just chill and smoke at my place when we desided that we wanted to do something different, Like go somewhere new. Suddenly his phone goes off and its one of his friends, friends that knew he smoked, but hasnt smoked with him. Turns out She has a few buddys coming over to smoke at her house and asked if we wanted to join. Of Coarse we did.

1am.We get there and the house is littered with her sisters friends drunk as can be. Falling all over the house and shit. We just laughed our asses off, went into the dinning room table and started to roll a blunt. Then people started to join and started throwing down and rolling there own. JUST before we start to light them off, someone suggests we go to some bridge that ive never heard of, yet seen.

Me and Scott get in my car, and they get into theres. We start following them and sparking up our own bowl on the way there. Me must have smoked 2 bowls before we got there. Everyone gets out and takes a mile long hike down some trail and road. When we get there its this HUGE bridge for joggers and shit. The bridge is prob a good 500-700 feet above a canal and the bridge is easily 50 feet wide. We get to the middle of the bridge and spark up the blunts. We go threw about 3 blunts between 6 of us and then we get to talking.

"If zombies were on one side and a T-rex was on the other side of the bridge which side would you run to?"

The convo stays on horror and being killed type of stuff. Then someone has a brillant idea to break into the cemitary and chill out there to finish our convo. Everyone was game. so we all leave the bridge and head out. We get there and i park on a street right next to the cemitary. Im already high as shit, but i pack another bowl for myself for the walk to the middle. SOON as i finish the bowl, someone says COP.

A cop pulls in front of the cemitary and starts shining the spot light threw the cemitary. We all hide behind trees and it looks like we are just about to get way. Some IDIOT we are with bolts for my towards my car. Me and Scott look at each other and sprint for it as well. I didnt want to the cop to see my car and get it call in for shit. Suddenly a 2nd cop comes out of no where and pulls next to my car, while the other 1st come comes speeding down the path we were walking on. I run over graves until my friend get caught in front of me. I look at a name on the grave and dropped my bowl on the grass below. The other cop who didnt get my other friend calls me over.

"Put your fucking hands up!"

Mind you im high as FUCK, but soon as he asked me a single question, i used all my mite and sobered up. He took my wallet and told me to get in the back of the cop car. I get in and the high comes back in a big way. Even though im sitting in the back of the cop car, for the first time in my life, im fucking pumped. It was kinda fun. He pulls my record up and shows me everything that ive ever gotten in trouble with.

The cop drives me over to Scott and the other kid. Both them are on there knees in the dirt (ha). They tell me to stand next to them, and the cops tell us to go home. It wasnt till this moment that i relise that we left the weed in the cup holder of my car. The cop glances in without his flash light, gets in his car and leaves us.

we all get in the car and just laugh our asses off, and go home. Turns out the other 3 got away free. The next morning i went back, found the name i remembered and got my bowl back. Ever since my bowl has been named the after its guardian "Harold Thompson"

(damn this story was longer then i thought it would be)

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that was such a badass story. thank you for telling.:thumbsup:

Well it was one of those days where we woke up and just blazed good shit all day. I was out of it. At some point, we ended up at the local park. I was in the parked car in broad daylight. My friends got out to go do something, I don't remember what. I was just watching people walk on the concrete path when these kids appeared, playing with a ball. Their mother was close behind them.

Another woman was walking from the other direction. She stops in front of the kids, takes the ball, and KICKS IT INTO THE FUCKING WOODS! The mother stands there in shock and the woman kinda stands there, then says something to the kids (apologizing maybe) and walks off.

I was just sitting in the car going, "Did that just fucking happen?"

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The mother stands there in shock and the woman kinda stands there, then says something to the kids (apologizing maybe) and walks off.

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Maybe she didn't apologize. Maybe she said, "So what are you gonna do now, you little babies? Gonna cry? Cry you little crybabies!"

That was a funny story!

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... I look at a name on the grave and dropped my bowl on the grass below. ...

.... The next morning i went back, found the name i remembered and got my bowl back. Ever since my bowl has been named the after its guardian "Harold Thompson"

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I didn't know what you were doing at first, but that was smart! Harold Thompson must have been a good man. Good story!

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Originally Posted by SunnySativa

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

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dude i GO to that school. there really isnt much to do here but blaze and meet crazy people like the guy you describe. how long ago was this?

I just remember another story.

I picked up some of my buddies and we smoked in my van. It was around midnight, cold as hell, and snow all over. So less traffic is out. Everyone brought there piece and there own weed. We had 2 bowls, and a bong, and prob around an ounce all together. We baked out my van and everything was fine. We started talking about this kid we all fucking hated and we desided to snow ball the shit out of his house. His house is at the bottom of this very large hill. We get out snow ball the living shit out of his house, i mean we must have hit every window on that side of the house. We jump back in the van and head towards my place its like a 3 min drive, just basically down the street.

We get about to my house when my friend freaks saying that he must have dropped his phone in front of the house. It was his brand new phone so we went back to the scene of the crime to look for it. I stayed in the car ready to go, and they went out and found it. The moment they get in the car, a car starts coming down the hill.

"PLEASE dont be a cop" i mutter to myself.

I pull up to the stop sign. Its a fucking cop. I keep driving and the cop instantly gets on my ass. The van reaks of weed. We got soo much weed and all our pieces, we are fucked. Everyone in the car trys not to scurry around in the van, but everyone is stashing there shit. the cop follows me and follows me. Im like beyond bugged out, making sure i dont make a single mistake in my driving. JUST before i get to my house i pass a side street, the cop turns on his lights. My heart DROPS, and he bolts down the side street.

We are all in disbelief that the cop didnt pull us over. We didnt talk till we getting out of the van going into my house. All of us shaking our heads, repeating "I cant believe he didnt pull us over".

that was EASILY the most frightened ive ever been with weed.

Good stories guys, keep em' coming.

This was about 2 years ago, maybe a little less. Me and a buddy were drinking while putting on his body kit on his 93 camry. Sure it was the biggest POS ever but it was fun to us being the first car, we really got into modifing on.

Well about about 4 captain and cokes later and some good cuts from the fiberglass, the bodykit is finally on and looking great. We look at and compliment each other and ask each other if were drunk or not. Im like, "eh" and hes the same way so we go upstairs and smoke a couple bowls outta his new bong. 7pm rolls around and since its a friday night, we decide to take the car out on the strip to show off. (This was in vegas) Well I dunno how he was but I was completely obliterated. We are hauling ass through traffic on a major road to the vegas strip and we see a new 05' corvette infront of us coming up at a stop light. We get in the left lane next to him and are like nice car! He looks over and is like, pfft.

Oh god damnit, I accidently pressed enter and wont let me edit for 10 mins..bah, lol.

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Now you've lost the narative thread. Like the time I watched four fucking hours of Spartacus and the tape crapped out on the last 5 minutes....

Damn that sucks. I think I watched that in a history class, lol. But yeah, im new to this forum and thought I could edit right after I messed up. I wrote like 4 paragraphs, a big sigh of being done, press enter to finish edit and get the wait period...some pot would be nice right about now, lol. But anway, dont want to hijack the thread, more stories!

I think the way it works is if you post, and then want to change what you posted, you have to do it before 10 minutes go by. It's not that you have to wait for ten minutes and then edit. As long as you see an "Edit" button on the post next to the "Qoute", "Qoute+" and "Reply" buttons, you can edit. If that is gone, just do another post.

Were like what a dick and as soon as the light goes green, we unleash all 100 hp (lol) and give it all she has. As we weave in and out of traffic we notice the 05 vette following our line probably 5 cars back. We slow up to a red light coming up and he gets past a few cars to get next to us in the right lane. He yells, "Slow your ass down, im undercover metro!". My buddy is like yeah fucking right and revs the engine. He yells, "Dont you do it again! Or your going to have a real bad night." At this point, my high pretty much killed my drunkness so im just looking at him smiling like a moron while by buddy kyle is still feeling the captain in him wanting to go go go. Light turns green, screeeeech the tires go and were off yet again. He doesnt pass and continues to stay on our ass through moderate traffic. Probably 5 miles later I look into the mirror and lean to kyle saying "Hey man, that vette is still on us, maybe he was serious and not fucking around". Kyle is like "Yeah I noticed, hes been there the last 5 miles you high mofo.." and we both start laughing. We come up to the next light in the right turning lane and see that the vette got stuck in one of the center lanes. Kyle throughs a peace sign out the window and peels out onto the road. He makes an imidiate right behind a complex I guess in fear that the vette gets through the stopped traffic somehow and finds us. After going down the the back alley for 20 seconds, he makes a right and then another right that leads us 10 cars back behind the vette in his lane...a lot of good that did I tell him. Well the vette sees us and stays still as the light turns green. Cars are honking at him to go but he still is motionless. Eventually the cars behind him get into other lanes to pass andn as we see fingers fly at him as the cars go by, we realize its just us behind him. Kyle floors it by him because the same turning lane we just went through was full. The vette takes off and and resumes his pursuit. We make a left on some road and see him falling back with 5+cops on his ass and he pulls over. We see this and go hell yeah, wrong person jackasses and laugh. As I stop laughing, I look into the mirror and notice blue and red lights getting closer and closer. It turned out there are now 7 cops 15 carlengths back closing in fast. Kyle panics and turns into a neighborhood and makes some quick turns and ends up parking infront of some house and turns the lights off. As we lay waaay back in the seats and listen to the sirens get closer and closer, I tell him, were fucked dude. He goes yeah no shit. 10 secs later.."GET OUT OF THE CAR WITH YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!' We get out very slowly and then they yell at us to get on the ground. We do so of course and get cuffed right away. An officer picks me up and walks me to his hood, takes out my wallet and asks me if I have any weapons or drugs, blah blah blah and says tells me he'll be right back. I take a big breath and look up and then look at kyle talking to 3 officers. The officer that took my wallet comes back and says says, "Well your clean." I was like yes sir, usually dont get mixed up in this kind of stuff and chuckle. He was actually pretty cool and says, "Yeah, you werent the driver so we cant kick your ass" and laughs. As he laughs, im thinking to myself, there is no way in hell he is being cool about our little chasse through north las vegas. He ends up talking to me about kyles car and asks questions about the engine and body kit..Im still cuffed but we shoot the shit for 15 min as my buddy still is being questioned about a possible hit and run it on a H2..My cops says follow me sir and stands me next to my buddy and another cop comes out of his car and says, "Well boys, you guys had the luckiest break youll ever get." Our mouths drop but im still smiling a little bit, lol. He says, we checked your records and you guys have never pulled anything like this before so consider this a warning and if you ever do it again, we will take you to jail like you should be on your way now too. We say thank you officers over and over again. They uncuff us and tell us to get in the car and go home. Me and kyle are looking at each as we are walking and getting into the car and say "HOLY SHIT!" We hear the cops start their cars up and leave and we just sit there for 20 mins thinking about what really just happened. It was one hell of a night that I will never forget. Sorry it was long but I love to tell that story

Three of my buddies and I were sitting next door at a house my friends parents used to own. We were all tripping on 60x salvia walking around the back yard, smoking and just having a good time. As I finish breaking the rel-lo, a cop comes around the corner, he turns his head behind him. I pitched my rubber grinder over my shoulder and it SMACKED the fence. The cops head whips around as he tells us to follow him. Still tripping on salvia, we follow the cop out front. Where five more cops are there. After the whole mess, they let us go with trespassing warnings. We went back and found the grinder and toked the buds up. Craziest day ever.

Despite loss of narrative thread and technical difficulties, that was a pretty damn good story!

(Car chase story in two parts up above^^^^)

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Three of my buddies and I were sitting next door at a house my friends parents used to own. We were all tripping on 60x salvia walking around the back yard, smoking and just having a good time. As I finish breaking the rel-lo, a cop comes around the corner, he turns his head behind him. I pitched my rubber grinder over my shoulder and it SMACKED the fence. The cops head whips around as he tells us to follow him. Still tripping on salvia, we follow the cop out front. Where five more cops are there. After the whole mess, they let us go with trespassing warnings. We went back and found the grinder and toked the buds up. Craziest day ever.

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Wow man, thats pretty tough to do. I did, I think the 30x and I was knocked out pretty much. Congrats on doing the impossible in my book, lol.

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Despite loss of narrative thread and technical difficulties, that was a pretty damn good story!

(Car chase story in two parts up above^^^^)

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Thanks for clearing it all up with me man. But yeah, I remember it like it was last week. Talk about an adrenline rush while your back though:dance:

Me and a few friends were walking to the store from a party at maybe 2 or 3 in the morning and we were pretty lit. We walked past a parking lot with a grey pickup in it. After we walked past the lot, the truck turned on and started driving towards us. When the truck got closer, I could see that there was a 40ish man driving. He stopped next to us and threw us $20 and told us to go home and tell our parents that we love them. He was obviously VERY drunk. Then he drove off.

That experience has to be one of the wierdest experiences I have ever had in my life.

first time I got high, I was chilling in front of my friend's house while he skated, and I looked down the street and I (thought I)saw this 30-year old guy walking down the middle of the street in nothing but his boxers about 40 yards away from us, in broad daylight in the middle of the afternoon... In retrospect, it sounded really weird, maybe I was imagining it

Ok, I'll post some of my favorite stories.

The first one took place in Italy this summer. I was abroad with a college program, and I took trips every weekend to some really awesome places. (Yes, I went to Amsterdam first weekend, but I was alone and it wasn't the best experience). So I went to Cinque Terre which is on the west coast of Italy. Its made up of like 5 medieval or really old towns along the coast. You can hike between them in a day. Anyway, the night we got there, we went down to the marina after a big Italian dinner of the best nocce pasta with pesto (a specialty in Cinque Terre). We had four bottles of wine for five people, two were sparkling red which was really sweet but good. I had bought weed in Amsterdam and smuggled about a half ounce back to Italy (lasted the whole trip!). So imagine the most beautiful, very rocky coastline you can with water blue the way you imagine it would be in paradise. We crawled over the rope barrier down to some rocks to watch the sun go down. Eventually the other guy in the group began building a fire, this sorta freaked me out because it didn't seem like the place to do it and you had to reach through a fence to find dry roots, the only wood nearby. Anyway, we smoked two bowls with the ocean breeze lapping at our hair and the moon shining above. We managed to finish all the wine and the other dude (the other three were girls) threw up all over his shoes and could barely walk. His shoes were stained red from the wine lol... The next day we hiked through all the five towns. It took us 8 1/2 hours because of lots of rest and stopping in each town for gelato (italian ice cream) and the beach. At one point, I was getting gelato and reaching into my pocket for money, but I dropped the weed in the middle of the store. I don't think anyone noticed, but I thought it was hilarious. It was very rewarding to make it to the end. Of course were smoking bowls the entire way. There were doors in the side of the narrow trail (on the side of a mountain btw) in some places and we ducked into one to smoke. It was so sketchy but awesome at the same time. At one point there was a guy on the side of the trail selling wine to people passing by. It was a great trip...

Me and my two other friends were sitting on a bench at a local park/lake when a lady who was speed walking, around the age of 55, stops and asks us timidly if she can ask us a question, so we say why not and wait for the question. She proceeds to tell us about her phone and how she has gone through three of them in the past year because of a white screen that has popped up on everyone of her phones. Then she tells us "she got a new battery" and talks to us like we were Verizon experts. You probably had to be there to find this humorous but it was just still ridiculous and out of control.

Oh, I forgot to mention I left one of my baggies of weed on the rocks, and it was gone when I looked for it the next morning :(

Another good story was when I traveled to St. Augustine, Florida, with one of my friends from home. We drove over to stay with some of his relatives and his mom, but we were determined to smoke. We were both still sorta new at the smoking thing. For some reason, he didn't want to smoke in his car (probably cause it was really busy in the city). For those of you who don't know it, St. Augustine is a really, really old city started originally by the Spanish. Its completely developed with no where good to get off the road and smoke. At least where we were. So we eventually stopped at a gas station. We sketchily go behind some building (maybe it was the bathroom) and smoke and we have absolutely no cover except for a direct line of sight from the gas station. Luckily nothing happened. We ended up going to Ripley's believe it or not. We got to a point where it looked like a bunch of people were taking a picture so we waited... and waited... and realized they were fake! It was a gag... whenever you walked by, a flash would go off as if you ruined the picture. We were sooo freaked out and worried that it was obvious we were high because we waited so long! Well we eventually made it back to the house and as we were walking around back, the biggest snake I've ever seen starts rattling its tail! It was a black snake and we were so high! It was just one thing after another that day...

On the first day I had my license, me and about 4 of my buddies were driving around in my dads truck at about 2 in the morning. We were passing around a few blunts so we were lit. Somehow we got into a conversation about haunted places of Michigan. One of my friends starts talking about this haunted park.

The story goes as follows...A few years back a couple of people were sitting in thier car at the park. It was late. At about 2:55 in the morning they go to leave. Since they didnt want anyone to alert anyone to thier presense they choose to drive w/o headlights until they get out of the park. They start driving down the road out of the park and out of no where a black figure runs out in front of them and they hit it. They get out to see what they hit, but found nothing. They then get back in the car. Right before pulling away, something jumps on the hood and starts pounding. Then it stopped arruptly. After it stopped, they drove off as quick as possible. Legend has it that sometimes at about 3am at the same park, you will see this black figure moving throughout the park.

Anywho, back to the story. We all knew the story was fake, but we were high as hell so we just all said fuck it and went anyways. We get to the park its about 2:30. We roll up a couple of joints and start smoking. Sometime within the next few minutes one of my friends started banging on the rook of the truck scaring the shit out of the rest of us.

That gave us a good laugh. At exactly 3am, remember thats when the said black figure is supposed to come out, a car pulls into the park with its headlights off. We all panic thinking its cops. But the car just parked on the opposite side of the lot from us. And sits there. So thinkin it was just a few people like us that needed a place to smoke or they were fuckin, we decided to just sit tight and keep smoking. We end up finishing the joints and go to leave. As we drove past the car, it starts up and goes to leave the park too. I started driving down the road out of the park, and the cars still behind me. It didnt really draw my attention yet because we hadnt gone far. But after driving maybe 3 miles through side streets the car is still behind me so I realize he is following me.

I try to loose him by quickly turning into a subdivision. The car follows. As we were driving through the subdivision my friend chris starts talking about if the subdivion ends in a dead end and didnt have another exit. And since being high, we all started to freak about it. Because the other car would have us cornered. As we kept driving the car ended up parking on the side of the road. So we all think everythings dandy. About a minute later, we come to a dead end. Just our luck, my friend jinxed us. Anywho, we turned around and started driving back out. The car was still parked on the side of the road. As we drove past it, it started following us again! But when we left the subdivision, the car turned the opposite way.

That series of events scared the shit outta me and my friends. Makes me scared to smoke down at parks in the middle of the night now.

me and a couple of buddies went to my big pasture north of my town one night to smoke. we had a couple of joints and a few bowl and we had just hot boxed the truck so we were fucked up and the truck looked like there had just been a fire in it there was so much smoke. we eventually got it all cleared out and went to town to get something to eat. as we were heading back to the to my house we went through a road block.... the whole truck smelled of weed and we knew that anyone that peered into the vehicle would instantly know wat was up, and we still had about an ounce on us. the girl cop asked my buddy for his license and registration and he obliged, me and my other buddy just sat there and tried to look innocent, just waiting for the cop to smell the scent. she gave my buddy back his stuff and told us to have a safe night. as we passed the road block we all were dead silent from the thought of what just happend and how lucky we were. then my buddy said, "not a fuckin word" lol. it was easily the most scared ive been when cops and weed were concerned.

Got really baked with a friend and went to see a movie at a theater on campus. The girl inside the ticket window sells us our tickets, then smiles and winks and says, "Would you like a marshmallow?" She holds out a marshmallow to me.

"Yes. Yes I would like a marshmallow." I take my marshmallow and go into the movie.

Wierd.

Got really baked and also drank a bunch of beers with a friend of mine and went to a Mexican restaurant. When we came out, a guy in the parking lot asked us to help push-start his car. We got behind and start pushing. This was the heaviest fucking car in the world! We were pushing with all our strentgh and he kept saying, "Faster! Faster! Just a little bit faster!" He popped the clutch a few times before it started, and each time we had to go from a dead stop back up to speed. Finally it started, and by this point we must have pushed it a hundred yards.

My legs started feeling very wierd and tingly. Then they start to shake and tremble and I had to sit down. I stumbled over to the curb and just sat there with my legss quivering and buzzing. My friend had the same thing happen too. We had to sit there for a half hour before we could stagger off, and even the next day my legs felt wierd.

I guess we were just too wasted know we were pushing too hard.

Back when I was like 16 or 17 me and a bunch of my friends got done smoking we decided to go into town to get some food. Well it was past curfew (It was like 2 in the morning) and we were walking down this path to the store. We were getting close to the main road of the town and I had all the weed and the pipes and stuff. My one friend said, "Dude, wouldn't it be hilarious if a cop came to town today? I mean, the cops only come here like once a year if that, just for the car show and I just think it would be funny if they came today out of all days just because were high and passed curfew." And we were just like yeah dude that would be funny but the cops never come here. Then like literally 5 seconds later as were about to step onto the road a freaking cop came! He slowed down too and looked at us cuz he knew we were too young to be be out that late. We turned around and ran. We wouldn't of ran if it weren't the fact I had some weed on me. Luckily he didn't bother chasing us and we got home safely... but we were super hungry and never got anything to eat:wtf:
But it was pretty dang weird tho

Once a year dude? Damn i wish that was my area. In my part of town i can honestly find a cop every 3 minutes. Worst part, my town cops are notorious for being the biggest dicks. Fuck da police!

here a few birthdays ago, my friend and i went up to the city smokin all the way up, and while were up there we meet up with this girl, well we dontknow it, but we go to this softball game with her, and her sisters come up too, and her mom. well the one sister is a cop in our town, so we were sitting there blazed out of our minds talking to one of our local cops off duty. that same trip, i went to get my license renewed i walk into the DMV stoned out of my mind and i go to the second floor like the sign said, i ask the lady at the counter what door it is, and she tells me its down stairs, so i said ok, and go back down stairs, wait in line for 15 mins to find out that it was just for licenseplates, so they tell me to go back upstairs, i go up there, and find the door, but it was locked, so me being high, knock on the door, and this lady comes out and i told her my little story, and she hurrys me in, and i do the little eye test, and fail it miserably, to stoned to see, and shes just like, we wil forget about that. so i take my picture and head out grinning my ass off. then on the way home, we just got done with a bowl, and all of a sudden, the windows roll down, the horn honks, the lights turn off, and then everythings turns back to normal. my firned that was driving was like what the hell was that. and i know he didnt do anything because both of his hands were on the wheel..

then here last week, i was driving and smokin with another friend, and we see a car comin so i slow down a bit, and dim my lights, all of a sudden we see tail lights, then headlights again. we drive past, and see this guy hopping out of his car, and the front ends in a fence. i call one of my friends from town and start telling her what happene,d and she said the ambilence just got called out... so we take off down a dirt road to get out of there.

this didnt happen to me, but here it goes, 2 of my friends were sitting up in one of their rooms, and they just get done smoking, and then they hear someone up the stairs, so they hide the piece, and one picks up his bass guitar and starts strummin on it, the other picks up a gameboy thats turns off, and the guy whos playing hte bass's mom walks in and says she smells smoke, so dan smells his shirt, and tells her the nieghbors are havin a BBQ, and daines just sitting there going to town playing the gameboy thats off. i wish i could of been there to see it.

sorry but i got one more for you

back when i was about 15 me and 2 of my friends got stoned and decided to walk around town, well we walk down to the school and see the cop coming up the rode, so we hide behind some pulls as he drives by, well we start walking again and i pick up a bag of parts from behind the car dealership and we start walking again, start circling back to my house, and we find this little mini tramp, so we pick it up and start rolling it down the street, then we find this cool 3 wheeled bike and start riding that, we are about 2 blocks from my house, and see the cop come down the road a block from my house, and he sees us, so my friend on the bike flips it, and i drop my shit, and the tramp and start running, and the cops come flying up the road, and bail out. we slit up and the cops are right behind us, im standing behind a shed by the street having an asthma attack, one of my friends was hiding under a bush, the other was currled up in his sweatshirt in someones yard. one cop comes to the shed i was at, and i just keep walking around as she was coming on the other side, and as soon as she started going back, i take off running through the streetlight and down the street, and wearing flatsoled shoes they could hear me big time, i dive into some bushes, and wait for a min, then dan, the one in the bush comes running right after me, and i see the cops lights right behind him trying to shine down the sound. he dives in the same bush, and we sit there for a second and both tell eachother that the cops about seen us, then we take off running and run through an appartment building and up the hill in my back yard to my house, we wait there for a second for daine the 3'd friend to come but he never does, so we wait til the cops leave and go back trying to find him, never did so we just know were busted.. we walk back to my house expecting the worst, and heres daine laying on the couch waiting for us....