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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I would like to dedicate this thread to every bong that went mia. To ever bowl that got dropped and every bubbler that got confiscated.
Its always fucked up to loose a piece nd most of the time we never get to say goodbye. So take this time to remember your old pieces that did such a good job at getting you high before they met an oh so tragic end.
I once had such a kickass little blue bowl named Posideon, it had a spiral going down the stem and it was changing colors to red and yellow. Well one day i was comming home really high so i decided to stash it in the bushes next to my window because it reeked like crazy and didnt want the rents to smell. Long story short i passed out and somehow my mom found it. It was so fucked up.
anyway, share you stories about you lost ur old pieces
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
RIP
but ive never lost any pieces personally, but my friends dad stole all her bowls and i really liked her steamroller :(
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
last summer i had a really sweet blue chillum i got from a music festival in my town. i let my friend borrow it and he didnt lock his car and someone stole it out of his glove box:( Twas a sad sad day
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
my first bowl a friends drunk friend dropped it i wanted to break his jaw :mad:
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
My first bong was a really sweet midnight blue color with silver swirls from the base all the way up to the neck. It along with three of my friends' broken bowls are interred in a knee-deep burial vault (read: hole with really big ceramic flowerpot) behind the garage. We now keep all our valuables in a padded metal case so hopefully I'll never have to bury another piece again.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I've yet to lose/break a piece, this can be attributed to the fact that I just bought my first one a week ago. I have witnessed the breaking/losing of some awesome pieces.
Leonidas- My buddy had his unnamed yellow bowl on his desk, and shifted his keyboard on accident. This caused the bowl to fall, hit a subwoofer under the desk, then fall down the heating grate in his wall. We sat there for like a minute then somebody just went "WHAT THE FUCK!?" We tied a camera phone and a maglite together and dropped them down to see if the bowl was still in one piece. It is, but the only way to save it would be to cut a hole in the vent...which we plan on doing. We named it Leonidas after it survived the 15ft fall.
Another friend of mine was smoking out his bedroom window with his brother. They would pass the bowl between their bedroom windows. One of them dropped it, breaking it into thousands of pieces.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I think my first bowl is still in my car somewhere. I can smell it on really hot days if I leave the windows rolled up. My car was searched recently too... they didn't find the bowl OR the 2 joints that were under a couple hair clips in the ashtray. I miss that bowl, it's freaking indestructible.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
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Originally Posted by stinkyattic
I think my first bowl is still in my car somewhere. I can smell it on really hot days if I leave the windows rolled up. My car was searched recently too... they didn't find the bowl OR the 2 joints that were under a couple hair clips in the ashtray. I miss that bowl, it's freaking indestructible.
Then clean out your car! eheh;)
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
R.I.P. Fat Daddy Tilt - my first pipe I ever owned. Broken by drunk friend (dropped it) in late July. Will be remembered as a piece that should've been passed down to a rookie stoner like it was to me so long ago. It is still the deepest bowl I have ever seen on a glass pipe.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
After reading this, I've been inspired to buy a wooden bowl.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
One of my friends bought a 200 dollar steamroller. He had just bought it, got in his car and put it in his lap. Then got back out of the car to get something, and he forgot it was in his lap. Needless to say, the thing shattered everywhere on a parking lot.
My friends mom broke 3 pieces of his. We attempted gluing them back together. 2-3 hours of my life wasted.
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this last summer i had a nice little pipe i called toad cause it looked like a shroom it had a little piece of rounded glass sticking out of the side of the bowl which made it look even more like a shroom. it had dots on the bowl part and tentaceles (sp?) on the stem. some said it looked like a squid but whatever. anyway i had it on my lap and i was stoned so i forgot it was there and i stood up. i had dropped it many a time before and it was a resiliant little bastard but this time the concrete finally got the better of it. the rounded piece broke off and a little of the inside of the bowl broke and fell into it. not much damage but it was unable to hold anything worth a shit anymore. i put it to rest where i thought it would be most appropriate... on the highway while stoned. i had used it a lot while driving soooo you get the picture. it was a sad day for sure. i didn't end up putting it to rest until about a month after it happened cause i liked it so much. i even left all the resin in it just in case... well lets just say i'm very sentimental with my things.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
how about setting you fifty dollar glass pipe on a chair in your backyard while you go back inside to get the lighter, only to come back out and see half you peice on the ground and the other half in the mouth of your german sheppard. ive never been so close to intentionally killing an animal in my life!
RIP
oh yea and ive broken countless numbers of swisher sweet cigars in my day, not the same i know only a dollar. but its sucks so bad having everything there ready to go only to realize you have to go back and get another stick.
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Sadly i've had 3 pieces break on me ; ;
First was back in my highschool days, Had this beautiful bowl that had a dragon fly over the stem. Buddy of mine was dropping it back off and he tossed the cloth that i kept it wrapped it onto my air hockey table, the bowl shot out of it and shattered on the table. Was unbelievable.
Next was my bong, The crutch. I have no clue how it happened, but i was cleaning it out, let it sit on my kitchen counter. Sat it down a good distance, probably a foot or two from the edge of the counter, left the room to get some rubbing alcohol and i just heard glass shatter. Get back into the room to find it in pieces on the floor. To this day have NO CLUE how it happened.
Third was Cosmos, a bowl i had had for probably 7 or 8 years till it broke. That one was totally my fault, had her in my pocket from the night before, went to pick my pants up after a shower and she fell out of the pocket and shattered on the ceramic tile.
However its all alright...because ive got Violet now, and she's my favoritest out of them all ^^.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
My first peice, a badass metal bowl I got when I was 14, got jacked by a coke head. Still miss it.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
My first piece was a nice little bowl with GREEN metal! My dad gave it to me for Christmas when I was 15. It was a good piece :(
Sometime last year, I got high and threw it in my pocket just to get it out of sight. Next day I got the same pants on because they were clean. Doing sit-ups in gym and when I get up the teacher says, "Someone wanna pick up their pipe?"
I panicked and grabbed it!!! DAMNIT!!!
Long story short... I got a fine for drug paraphernalia($109) and got my pipe confiscated.
It had sentimental value and I started bawling really hard when they said I wasn't getting it back :(
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
my friend once threw my bowl out a third story window
but by some crazy turn of luck it was unharmed
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I've gotten lucky. I have dropped my bowl twice now.
The first time it most certainly should have shattered, but it didn't.
It was the end of a good two day burn at a summer camp. Just me and the other maintenaince guy with no one aorund for miles. I was high, tried to do a bunny hop on a mountain bike, and forgot about the pipe in my sweatshirt pocket. It fell out, landed right on the bowl onto a concrete slab. It survived with a minor dent.
The second time wasn't as bad. Just fell out of my lap onto concrete while I was sitting cross legged on the ground. So far I have been very lucky.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
R.I.P to my old 5 footer:( here's a bong hit for all broken peices:smokebong:
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
Recently my dad's friend was using my little glass bowl. It was straight with a bowl on the end instead of screwed in or in the top. Amazing little piece that has got me stoned countless times :)
Anyways, he dropped it. A big loud snap and the bowl is broken. The sides of the bowl shattered and just left the rest perfect. So we scraped the resins and rolled it into a ball with some good weed. Smoked that shit for hours. It was a great funeral :rastasmoke:
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
Ive got 2 pretty wicked stories.
1) Last summer me n some buddies were at the weed march at Queens park in Toronto n I brought a little (2 feet) glass bong. We smoked it for hours n hours in the crouded park n nothing happend. Later that night, we drove to a friend's house for his 19th bday n of course we brought the little bong. Once there, he decided that for his birthday (he was alredy crunked) he wanted to burn a sesh... on the highway. Since this was my 1st time at his house I had no idea that his backyard (which was huge) backed onto the DVP (Don Vally Parkway - the main highway between Toronto Proper and the east end). Not only was it 3am, but the highway was closed that weekend for some reason. We grabbed a soccer ball, the bong and an 8th or so and hopped the fence. Once over, we sat down in the middle of the road (its like 8 lanes) in a circle n started the sesh, it was awesome. We got really comfortable (took off our coats n placed them on the median) and very, very high when suddenly a fucking firetruck with all its lights n siren blairing comes speeding towards us... it was sooo unexpected. We all got up ran the fuck away n tried to hop the fence again, when i was swinging my leg over the edge i dropped the bong and heard it break into a billion peices. Once the truck got passed us, we went back over, got our coats, rolled a blunt, played some soccer. I didnt realize the bong was missing untill hours later.
2) Me and my non weed smoking girlfriend were in Montreal later that summer and I had to go to the High Times store. I saw this amazing 4 foot glass bong with a huge peice and a blue embossed bob marley head on it, it was $75cnd which is pretty expensive considering that I could hardly afford the hotel n all the other trip expenses. I bought it anyway and had the dude wrap it up in foam n all. Literally 5 minutes later we were at Second Cup getting espresso; I was standing in line when I hear a huge, glass breaking, crash. I turn around in slo-mo to see my girlfriend with her hands up in the air and the bag she was holding on the ground infront of her. I rush over, get on my knees n start peeling away the plastic n bubble wrap to see that my brand new bong absolutely crushed. Ive never been so upset in my life.. we went back to the store, showed the guy n told him what happend, he was practically crying and said we could have another bong, this one double the size and costing $100 for half price. We got it n I guarded it the entire trip.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I've had some pretty bad luck recently. My bubbler was smashed by a friend a week after I bought it over the summer and now, i got my bong and my pipe, which was already messed up, confiscated. Now I have nothing except crappy homemade stuff:(
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I got a pre-cooler for my bong sent online to me, well it came with a tiny peice broken off where it goes down into the bong hole (stem I guess). I emailed the site a picture and they are sending me a new one now, but... I got some krazy glue and she was as good as new (or so I thought).
So I'm using it and getting pretty ripped and as I'm taking it out to dump the water out it breaks in a new spot :( . So I think whatever they are sending me a new one, until I remember the krazy glue. I glue it back together again and it works well again.
Well essentially the same thing happened the next night except it broke in the original spot where I first glued it. I glued it back together for the third time, and here I am... never giving up on this little pre-cooler.
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i gave a blue, swirly bowl to my friend in outerbanks, NC. it broke not much later...it looked a little bit like the ocean so we decided to throw it in the atlantic ocean. how poetic
are we allowed to talk about littering in forums..?
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My current piece is a thing of beauty. Dr. Feelgood has one of the deepest bowls i have ever seen. Fortunatley, I have had it for quite some time and it has yet to see a close call. The day it breaks or is confiscated will be a sad, sad day indeed.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
Heres to my two bowls that have broken. Both my damn fault.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
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Originally Posted by TurnyBright
my friend once threw my bowl out a third story window
but by some crazy turn of luck it was unharmed
damn..
"you should never throw a bong kid. NEVER!" :rastabong:
- grandmas boy
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I had a never ending coner that i had made in my welding class.
You could pack that fu*king thing full and it would burn just like a joint
just no paper needed, I lost it when i switched rooms yesterday :( i miss it.
And i dont even any papers. the pipe is at the gf's house and i lent my bong to my friend. For the love of that bong it had better not get broken. I'd sh!t bricks.
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
the first bong ive ever gotten it was a christmas present from my freind got confiscated by my mom who gave it to the cops:(
it was bout 6 inches long it was blue n purple it glowed in the dark
ive had it for 7 month i almost got it taken away like 20 times n almost broke it 20 times it went tru 10 diffrent stems n bowls from metal to glass
i got searched with it in my secret pocket in my sweater n didnt get caught with It. I ran from the cops to try n hide it so i wouldnt lose it multiple times we went everywhere together
the bong n me saw 13 diffrent cities together n went tru over 50 types of weed it was like my best friend
sometimes i still dream that 1 day i will get it back hoping my mom was lying bout giving it to the cops R.I.P. Little G Bong:abduct:
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My condolences for all pieces lost but not forgotten. I would like to take this time to think about my deceased pieces: 'Boris the spider' (bong) and 'Socrates' (bubbler) and finally Sartre (bong) Rest in Peace
I now use 'The Challice'
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The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear)
I had a little green, acrylic bubbler (Mr. Bubbles) that I LOVED to smoke on the top of the steps into my building. I used to people watch with Mr Bubbles all day. One day I had just set him down on the step below my ass when the condo association woman came walking up the sidewalk. As I scrambled to the door I forgot Mr Bubbles was on the step and stepped on him causing catastrophic damage. He splintered and I busted my ass on the steps and hit my head on the door. The association lady just casually strolled by, not even noticing the tragedy that had just taken place. I wept for days. The worst part of the whole tragic tale... I had to work out of town for 3 weeks without Mr Bubbles.
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