hey guys
i was just sittin here remiscing about some good times, and i was wondering, whats the funniest thing that youve seen, heard, said or done when you were high?
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hey guys
i was just sittin here remiscing about some good times, and i was wondering, whats the funniest thing that youve seen, heard, said or done when you were high?
dunno if this counts
but when i dropped some acid with a buddy of mine
he was playing with his zippo, and i saw flames rush up his sleeve
so i went to the bathroom on em, i didn't know what i was doing :D
The first time I tripped, I thought I had pissed myself. My pants felt wet and warm and I had an unexplainable feeling in my crotch area. Also, in the same trip (Yes, I did go absolutely INSANE) I was holding a cigarette, and it was burning...but never seemed to go down at all. So, I had convinced myself that the cigarette had burned all the way down and burned my hand off...but no one told me. Immediately after I had thought this, I looked back down at my hand...and my hand was severed and smoking. I freaked out and flipped back into reality...and I said, "would you guys tell me if my hand was burning off?" My friends replied with a "haha, ya, dude....we'll take care of you. Just watch out for the arm reaching out from under the seat..." (as one of my friends was under the bench i was sitting on flailing his hand about between my feet. I knew it was him, though. It was crazy.
lmao
once i was pretty high and it was about my 4th or 5th time, and we were all standin outside this kids house, who was inside and told us to be quiet because his mom was napping, and someone came out(forgot who) and said they were trippin on shrooms for there first time so i started shouting really loud "I AM SATAN!!!!" and his mom came out and asked what i was doin and i got scared, ran down the steps, grabbed HIS MOMS bike, started to ride away, realized i was goin the wrong way so i turned around, THEN realized i had his moms bike, i brought that back, sat down and was about to light up a bowl (keep in mind i was REALLY stoned), realized his mom was still there then finally grabbed my bike and rode off as fast as i could
thats not funny thats stoner stupid :p jk.
aa few days ago on sunday me and some friends ( 3 of them were there first times) and me and this other kid, each had a joint, and we were walking up to jack in the box and like, we got to this park area, and there was like a corssraods, one path leading right the other kept on going straight, we rember what the place looked like, after that was sorta a blur, but then like 45 minutes later we start walking up this path and we come to the same fuckign crossraods path as we did like 45 minteus ago, we were fuckign freaking out and thought that like "time" was fuckign with us and we started like bithing about how we hate time and shit.. ohh boy good times.. retarded as hell tho
This last time that I smoked, something really funny happened.
Being that I live with my parents, I can't exactly toke up inside, even though I would love to. So after dinner I said "I think I'm going to go on a really long walk." So then I walked to this house that is currently being built, about a 5 minute walk that I enjoyed immensely because it was a slightly cool night, and everything looked like it had a corona around it. So I walked there, and went up to the second story, and cracked open a window. Being that this was the first time for me to smoke in about 3 months, I crackled with anticipation, especially seeing as how the guy I got it from said it was awesome shit. So I lit up, and smoked about 2 bowls. I felt nothing. Crestfallen, I decided to walk downstairs and go home. I was walking around the bottom floor of said house, and I started feeling it. Really, really strong, really, really fast. I was walking around, sort of moving my arms around, smiling and laughing because I loved how it felt. I was walking around, and then I said, out loud, "Ok. I just passed that fireplace, so there should be one when I turn this corner." I turned it, and NO FIREPLACE! I started freaking out a bit, and laughing kinda nervously. I kinda wandered around for a few more minutes, trying to find the door out. I went back home, and chilled in my room for a few hours. Definately a great experience!
Woodstock 1994.... so many things, the glowing gnome that sang to me, me seeing a huge eyeball looking back at me through a car window, my friend Jess having a conversation with me cuz he thought I was sitting on his lap but I was really sitting next to him laughing at him. Just looking at my friends and laughing for no reason covered in mud, my friend's bf falling into and breaking someone's tent, my friend walking around in just her underwear, and a whole shit load of other things that I am forgetting....oh, yeah, and Jess (who is a guy) walking around in my long, hippie skirt, ppl just sharing everything, their drugs, their food, their beer,etc. Good times, good times. :D Losing my friend's younger sister...I'd better stop or this will go on forever.
Second best, don't laugh, I'm older than all of you teenagers, remember there was a time when hair bands were cool...after a concert, my friend and I (totally wasted) flirted our through all sorts of security to get backstage. We made it all the way to the tour buses and the guitar player from Motley Crue (I forget his name) asking us if we wanted to join him on the tour bus to "Play cards...or have sex." Bret Michaels all over me, calling me baby..oh yeah! Just call me Pamela Anderson...on second thought, please don't. lol
omg maryjanemama they sound like some seriously amazin times lol i hope its like that when i go to glastonbury next year! its not as big as woodstock bu tis the same kinda thing, the same kinda vibe, cheers for the post xx :)Quote:
Originally Posted by maryjanemama
I was at a huge party at my friends hous in the boonies, and I went outside for a joint because I don't do well with crowds. A few minutes go by and something the size of a big cat scuttles by, a few minutes later the same thing happens. It's sketchy as fuck, but I smoke on, despite the fact that I was so high at thiat point that somebody could have stabbed me and I would have found it right hilarious. A bowl and a half later, a midget in a clown costume jusmps out of the bushes and scares the fuck out of me. I'm a big, white, dreadlocked guy, and I climbed up the side of the house in about fifteen seconds. The midget is running around babbling, and I'm fucking stoned. About ten seconds later, three huys I had never seen before fell out of the bushes laughing, then ran away. I ended up smoking two more bowls with the clown midget, who was pissed those guys left him behind. Smoking with clown midgets is choice activity, I highly suggest it.
It was only my 5th time smoking and like my 3rd time getting high me and my friends smoke alot of KB (I personally had like 4 tightly packed bowls and then came back for another one like an hour and a half later) We were walking up to Bernies subshop which has this sort of 70's/80's feel to it and I thought I was Zach from Saved by the bell. When we got to the parking lot I stopped and screamed "WHERE THE FUCK IS SLATER!?!" as loud as I could. There must have been like 25 people in the parking lot because the power was out and everyone was looking for Ice in the 7-11 right next to bernie's and all of them just stared at us but I didnt really care. When we got into bernie's my friends ordered subs while I sat down at the table to start thinking deep thoughts. I still thought I was Zach but I geuss Zach remmineds me of Fonzy from happy days because when I saw the juke box I decided to go turn it on like Fonzy would. At the time I forgot that Fonzy used his hand to make it play. I kicked it 3 times as hard as I could then I made my best Fonzy-face and belted out an "AAAAAYYYYY!" My friends got up and ran out immediatly but it took me a second to think about it, then I ran too. (Bernies is like the size of a bedroom except for the kitchen) I don't know if I broke the jukebox or not, I bet I did I kicked it pretty hard, but I heard the guy at the head of the kitchen say "What the fuck!?" right before I slammed the door. Me and them laughed about that for the rest of the night, it was like 3 times as funny for us because we were fucking baked. I was 12 when that happend...but I still remember it pretty well. That entire day was amazing alot more crazy shit happend later on, one of my friends saw a skeleton and almost ran into a car. Drugs cause alot of funny shit to happen and if everyone posted all the funnoest things they could remmber this site would have no more bandwith. http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=27858 this dude seemed like he had a pretty good time on datura....
that was a big post
sorry for the spelling errors, Im wasted...