How'd you get started

Hey watsup guys. I'm interested in knowing what motivated you guys to start tokin? I'm also interested in how you found your dealer.

I get mine from my bro, and he gets his from his dealer. And I don't know how he discovered his dealer.

One day I was looking in my brother's closet for some candy, and I saw this coca cola can. I picked it up to go throw it in the garbage, but I saw that it was closed, and was very light. I then discovered that it was a stash hider. I opened it, and there was lots of weed in it. I then talked to him about it, and he offered me some blah blah blah, then I started paying him, to pay his dealer for weed, for me. That's my story

So remember I'd like to know 2 things from you guys

A) How'd you start tokin?
B) How'd you discover your dealer?

ok... i was really depressed in the summer...i said fuck it to everything....my buddies handed me a pipe one day and we toked a whole quarter....i was so high ill never forget it.

i got my dealer thru my friends...2 of them thru friends the other guy i know

later

my brother

before 9th grade we fought..hard...every day....

i found out he smoked and i thought smoking was just so un clean and horrible in every way....

one day i was depressed cuz a g/f i had for 7 month dumped me and i was sitting outside on a chair while my brother and his friend smoked 2 fat ass blunts of shwag (mind you shwag around ehre is accually good bud, 4 or 5 hits will get ya high) and he always offerd me hits, or to smoke, and after the first sweet, he asked me if i wanted to sit in on the second sweet. i said yea, sure...so i had prolly 7 hits and was buzzed but not high, and since then me and my bro are like best friends


and my dealer for shwag (sometimes i like shwag because its a diff kind of strain so you get more high) i know people at school my friends

for good ass fucking sticky dro so sticky you can hang it on your wall, which i do, i sell it and i get it from numerous sources...but my first dealer of dro was from my brother

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Originally Posted by koshea

and my dealer for shwag (sometimes i like shwag because its a diff kind of strain so you get more high) i know people at school my friends

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So you're saying shwag makes you more high? I am going to have to go a head and disagree with you on this one...

yea me too

no, look...we dont have shitty weed around here...at the worst and dryest of times our shittyest shwag is budded with hairs and only slightly sticky, but our shwag is a different strain than our dro, and smoking one strain for a while then smoking a diff kind gets you higher, same effect is had with mixing strains, a few hits of dro then a few of shwag

I remember when I lived in N.C. It was the best stuff. Where I am now is all dried out and stuff. The rednecks know how to smoke better than these NOrtherners I reckon. :) No offense to anyone.

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Originally Posted by PH4Sheezy

I remember when I lived in N.C. It was the best stuff. Where I am now is all dried out and stuff. The rednecks know how to smoke better than these NOrtherners I reckon. :) No offense to anyone.

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nah dude no offense taken. but may I remind u who won the war.

to get on the oririnal topic of the how and why you got started.
I never had anyone offer me weed because i went to a private school in most of grade school and those kids don't do many drugs but once i was i "high" school i found tons of kids to smoke with. My first time was when a friend of a friend said he would by a pizza if we smoked so he would have the munchess and i wanted to toke anyways so it was a win win situation. i didn't get because he had shit so i believed people lied about the effects of weed so i decided to samoke again. It was great. im thin so now i eat more and i get easily streesed but now i don't. i love pot and will probebly never quit.

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Hang out with your wang out

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One of my friends brought some weed that his dad grows to school. Then we smoked it. The end.

Freinds...curiosity...That was 4 years ago now I smoke weed every day of my life. :D

was hangin out wit some of my homeboys and one of em introdused us to his friend "Kharlie" and he always had a shit load of dro so i just smoked wit him. so one day i skipped skhool and me him and 4 other guys all went and smoked.

I 1st tried weed at 15 when i was in the states. My friends were smoking a bowl and i asked them if i could try some. I was grateful they didnt' try to pressure me into smoking. I just wanted to try it on my own accord. Well my first time i didn't get high coz i didn't know how to inhale lol. Now i love weed :D It's funny how many kids will smoke u up if u've never smoked before. Now im livin in london my mum hooked me up with a dealer coz her friends son deals. I knew him from school but he was 2 years older, so my mum gets my stuff for me.

me and my partner in crime (my best friend who i ALWAYS got in trouble with together) were like 11, just started smoking cigz, after about a month of smoking cigz we moved up to a J he jacked from his dad, after that the rest is history. After that first joint my life changed for the best. and my dealer for most of my highschool year was his dad :d

It's all a long story... I tend to over analyze everything... but it's alot of things.

When I was in the sixth grade, my half brother killed himself due to a heroin addiction. I never heard of kids doing drugs.. my overall thought on them were weapons by low lives meant to get you addicted and keep coming back with money. And I wasn't ready for any of that at that age... I'm not sure if I've ever really been sane since, but who knows. I fell in love with a girl in the 7th grade until I got over her in the ninth grade... and that was really hard, we were really close. I drank on occassions, just to get a buzz, but never shitfaced. Alot of my friends out of the area smoked, and convinced me it was no big deal. But I was concerned with the morality of it, and if it was a good idea. But what do you know? I found a jar in a brown paper bag in my dad's closet. A jar full of weed... I was shocked and was REAAAAAAALLY upset. His son died due to drugs, and I didn't know if it was all that bad.

Well, my friend brought some pills over one day and gave me a few. I took them a few days later, 3 percocets (30mg total), and I loved it. I realized that not all drugs are bad. I felt okay, so then I still had a 40mg Oxycontin left. I was feeling really shitty.. so I took the pill (chewed and swallowed), and I threw up so much, fell asleep, couldn't eat, and realized not all drugs are good... not that I didn't know that.

So I got the courage and took some of the bud in bag when noone was home... tried rolling a joint with computer paper... no luck... tried smoking from a pipe of his... no luck (didn't realize I had to light the bud and suck at the same time).

One day... I was sitting and home and found a recipe for LEARY BISCUITS. Crackers... Bud on top, then cheese over it, then put it on the microwave. Didn't sound too bad... So I made like 3 crackers worth... ate them, then went to my friends house. None of them did drugs, or drank. I was in a good neighborhood, drugs weren't really known about in this area, except that one kid who got me the pills, which lives outside of the community. I went outside for an hour, and was acting real giddy. I came back home out of bordom, and sat at my computer. My vision started getting blurry and I felt kind of heavy. I thought I was passing out due to exhaustion... but then it hit me... I REALIZED I WAS GETTING HIGH. It was amazing, out of nowhere, I was high. I was in love and got some food. Turned on some music. Life was good.

And I always had that large jar of bud to do, and I always had a friend of mine who had a brother that dealt, well, we'd get together every few weeks and he'd stay the night. He always brought a lot of bud, regs, but it was alright. We mainly just ate so much.... like an entire ziplock bag full... we ate like 14 crackers with bud PILED on it. My parents were asleep, so it was no big deal, and there wasn't much of a smell. It was great. We'd watch cartoons, we'd listen to music, we'd play video games, until we were just so tired that we went to sleep.

But now my friends hook me up fat... a quarter of regs for $10...

i was at my friends house in like 6th grade and there were like 2 other people there. he told us that his dad kept a bag of bud in his drawer so we go up to go take a looksie. it turns out that he had like 2 o's of fuckin nugget. we pulled out a fair size bud and went to town with it with a pipe one of my friends bro's gave us. i got moderately blazed my first two times and thought that was good, then like the 4th time i blazed i was so fuckin stoned i didnt know what to do. it was the best. then after that we would just take out a few bowls from the bag and then we started gettin bud off my friends bro and then i met my present dealers at skool.