*Sigh* I Remember When...

My memory isnt that great, but it never was.. I remember stupid little shit thats happened.. ask me what I did last week, and ill draw a blank.. Let's reminisce about days gone by..
I remember when I though marijuana was bad and made you stupid and only criminals and bad people smoked it..
I remember when I didnt like smoking joints, then when I couldnt smoke em when they burn down about 3/4 of the way down. I now smoke at least a j per day, and I can smoke em till theyre a few milimeters small.. I remember whent I couldnt clear the footlong steam roller.. I remember when there were good saturday morning cartoons on tv. I remember when I didnt have the smokers crease in the middle of my bottom lip, and when my smokers callus was non-exsistant.. im stoned now so cant remember too much.. ahh.. the price you pay for happiness..

I remember when...shit I remember a lot of stuff, lets see if I can remember any..what? hold on..

lets see..

I remember when I could run 3 miles in 18 minutes.
also, I remember when there was good Sat morning cartoons.
I remember when my daughters and I went to SeaWorld 39 times in one year.
I remember when I used to smoke joints..

I guess I am not remembering much..it may be this Sour Diesel I am smoking..let me go take another hit and see if it helps:jointsmile:

I remember when...I smoked sour diesel....wait...no...it was nyc diesel...but that shit was good too!

why dont you smoke joints anymore? I love a good exotic joint..

too expensive...1 joint is no less than $10-$15..

There are no mids or stress where I live..it is all $50-$80 an eighth..it is fuckin highway robbery.

oh yeah..I remember when I ran away from home 3 times and I remember why.

damn.. its the opposite here.. took me forever to find someone who has exotics.. there is dirt and shwagg everywhere.. good mids are hard to find too.. Ive been lucky

I remember when I smoked every day (I vape now)
I remember when everything seemed so complicated but in reality it was so simple
I remember when I would come here multiple times a day and would recognize everyone who posted

I remember when I smoked the first time and didn't know how to inhale.
I remember when I used to cut class every day with my best friend and we'd just smoke and walk around and be free, and not worry about anything else.
I remember thinking I'd actually do something with my life.

I remember everything!
I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday.
I was barely 17 and I once killed a boy with a fender guitar.
I don't remember if it was a Telecaster or a Stratocaster,but i do remember
that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny angel.
I don't remember if it was a Telecaster or a Stratocaster, but I do remember
that it wasn't at all easy.
It required the perfect combination of the right powerchords and the precise angle
from which to strike.
The guitar bled for about a week afterwards and the blood was
ooh...
dark and rich like wild berries.
The blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry red!
The guitar bled for about a week afterwards and it rung out beautifully ,
and I was able to play notes that I had never even heard before.
So I took my guitar and I smashed it against the wall!!
I smashed it against the floor!!
I smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleader!!
I smashed it against the hood of a car
I smashed it agianst a 1981-Harley Davidson...
The Harley howled in pain, the guitar howled in heat!
I ran up the stairs to my parents bedroom
Mommy and Daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
slowly I opened the door creeping in the shadows right up to the foot of the bed
I raised my guitar high above my head and just as I was
about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the center of the bed
my father woke up screaming:
"stop...wait a minute..stop it,boy"
"what do you think you're doing???
That's no way to treat an expensive musical instrument"
And I said "god damn it, daddy!!!
You know I love you....."
"BUT YOU GOT A HELL OF A LOT TO LEARN ABOUT ROCK AND ROLL!!!!!"


Love and death and an American guitar
MUSIC: Jim Steinman - LYRICS: Jim Steinman

I remember when I swore that I would never smoke weed. (haha)
I remember the first time I smoked a blunt and how CRAZY stoned I was.
I remember when I didn't have a permanent burn on my chest from a metal pipe...
I remember when I told my mom I smoked weed... She didn't care too much.
I remember when I thought weed was evil, and now I know it's the opposite.

I remember when I first started driving and the price of regular gasoling in California was 39 CENTS a gallon.
I remember when a quarter of really good sensi or hawaiian was $35, and an OZ of colombian was $20.

1973 was a pretty good year

Dudes, I was born in the wrong time.. thats an awesome memory..

talking of memory, theres something i cant recall of yesterday. I dont know wtf happened, but i passed out in front of my rents, litteraly fell the floor. The weed i got rite now is soooo strong, gives me alot of blackouts (not only me, alot of people said that about this weed), but this time it got worse. My father was, for the first time ever, checking for my eyes. He's french and quite scary lol. I was really really high and with all that stress, when i turned the light on, i had a blackout but white. I was faking to still be able to see something, but when i turned the light off, it seems i fell on the floor WITH the lamp. I cant for the life of me remember anything of that, they told me after. I just know i woke up on the living room floor, my rents yelling like theres no freakin tomorrow. Then i realized...WTF AM I DOING HERE

anyways my friend was there and pretty high too, was quite funny, seeing her trip out like this..
i got out of there like a champ though, told them i went outside cause i was really hot.. and when i came in i still had my coat (its -30C over here with lots of snow) and i blamed it on that. Said i just had a blackout (which is true)
It passed but theyre gonna watch me...lol...ooh im scared

anyways it was the first time ever i was getting unconcious...it was quite funny. Losing memory is a weiiiiiiiiiird feeling.

I remember when you could choose wether you wanted to wear a skid lid (motorcycle helmet) or not.
I remember when Arnie was just a bodybuilder.

I remember when I was innocent. When I couldn't believe there was actual MURDER and crime going on "outside". When saturday morning cartoons made me the happiest I could be at the moment and for those 2 hours, not a thing in the world could bring me down.

Everything seems so grey and stretched now.. like if im just walking aroud life, waiting for it to end.

wow.. sounds like you need to keep smokin... I really miss saturday morning cartoons.. and after school too..

I remember my friends teaching me how to use a bong in someone's backyard

I remember teaching my friends how to use a bong in someone's car's backseat

I don't remember much else about those two times

I remember wearing a jockstrap and stirrups. I remember looking ahead to a promising future. I remember lots of faces, but, I don't know how I could post that.

I remember dipping toast into coffee and sitting in a cafeteria, filled with stroke victims, accident victims, and, basically, people who have came near death, then going into a TV room that was shared with the other wing (of the center), which was a retirement home.

I remember my brother's dog jumping on me, while I was in a wheelchair, out in front of Virginia Beach General Hospital. It's the first thing that I can remember, after my coma.

I remember living in a roach-infested apartment.

I remember, the summer before sixth grade, counting two-hundred and fifty-six shooting stars in the meteor shower that comes in August, every year. And, I remember Jim Plunkett.

wow.. Beach Guy, I had no idea... I take a toke for you tonight buddy. not out of pity, but because you went through all that and are still here with us. cheers..

I remember the first time I smoked Thai Buddha, 1980. I spent two hours with my head down a toilet bowl throwing up. That's when I learned the difference between ODing on alcohol and ODing on Cannabis. With alcohol at least you are relatively sober when you finish with the big white telephone, with the Thai I was still wrecked and had to be carried home. I was rather a young novice at the time.

I remember sticking to black hash after that experience, until I was in a share house and one of the guys (T) had budgies that used to free range. T was always dropping little bits of hash when he made a mix... amazing how similar a little bit of hash is to a budgie turd. He often found more hash than he had dropped... I expect we smoked a fair amount of budgie shit before yellow hash became available.

It doesn't look like budgie shit at all.

I used remember heaps, but I had 12 sessions of Unipolar Electro Convulsive Therapy in 2002 and now there are some significant gaps.

I remember when people thought $1.00 was an outrageous gas price

I remember how life was before all of my close friends went their seperate ways.
I remember the first time I ever smoked green out of a green pipe in my friends back patio.
I remember the first time I ever rolled my own blunt...boy was it ugly but sure did hit good.
I remember the last time I smoked green. (coming up on two years ago)
I remember when my brain felt like it was ripping itself apart from looking at the fireworks on July 4th only a few days after taking too many tabs in one night.
I remember the feeling I had to have finally kissed the girl of my dreams and then a matter of hours later to have that feeling ripped from me.

I could go on for days of some damn good memories and definetly some bad ones.

I remember the thrill of stepping into the ring for the first serious Thai boxing match.
I remember the thrill of crossing borders with large amounts of green.
I remember how much fun the autobahn was.
I remember the day I got my medical discharge from the army and how disappointed I was.
I remember arriving in Holland for the first time and Jona Lewie was singing this. YouTube - Jona Lewie - Stop the Cavalry

I remember when it was the drivers and passangers choice weather to wear seatbelts or not.

I remember when diesel and petrol was cheap. I used to be able to full up the old triumph for a fiver! Fucking try that these days!

But when you concidering a pint of beer cost about 2.50 - and thats cheap, closer to 3 quid in the bars - it works out to be quite cheap per litre. I'm glad my motor runs on diesel instead of beer!

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Originally Posted by murderouspanda

I remember when people thought $1.00 was an outrageous gas price

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That must've been a while ago, because I remember when I moved to Virginia and was blown away by the cheap 99 cents/gallon gas prices.