So tell me your story !!!

[BlAzInIt4:20]

So tell me your story of the first time you ever smoked. if you remember that is...


Me, im going to say the first time i smoked was with a friend at age 9, she was two years older then me, and her brother sold pot, so0o, we would always get stoneed. I love her and she is still one of my best friends to this day, and a major stoner at that :thumbsup::stoned:

BlAzInIt4:20 Reviewed by BlAzInIt4:20 on 06-08-2007. So tell me your story !!! So tell me your story of the first time you ever smoked. if you remember that is... Me, im going to say the first time i smoked was with a friend at age 9, she was two years older then me, and her brother sold pot, so0o, we would always get stoneed. I love her and she is still one of my best friends to this day, and a major stoner at that :thumbsup::stoned: Rating: 5

[BlAzInIt4:20]

^^ that is awesome, i would smoke with my mother too, when she caught me she sat me down and had a huge ass bowl of weed, she tried to make me smoke until i could smoke no more, but i held on and she gave up.. and started to smoke with me.. :thumbsup: weird way of punishment lol..

[Kenn]

An older friend gave me my 1st toke ,we climbed on top of an old stable and smoked a joint.Ill never forget it my first case of paranoia tooo .too fkn stoned to climb down ...lol had to chill til the paranoia went away.

[Stellar]

Hrmm...

You know, chronologically, I believe I've actually lost track of my first time.

However, it is one of these two:

In the back of a bronco. I don't remember getting high. I didn't know how to smoke even a cigarette at the time. But, I remember it making me salivate like crazy and I had to keep spitting on the floor of the dude's ride and when he caught me I was like, "Its okay man I'm spitting on my shoe"

Or

A bunch of us packed into some random shed in town and smoked up. Didn't get high there, either.

The first time I got high was on a bong. You can't really fuck up hitting a bong. Needless to say I was hopelessly fried, being the first time I ever got off on the herb. We then proceed to go to a bowling alley, 5 or so kids deep, all of us red-eyed and me buying packs of cookies like its cool. Must have bought like 6 packs and sat on a bar stool just munchin' away, the only break being buying more cookies. One of the dudes' parents were there watching the whole scenario. Needless to say, we got caught and he got the fear of god into him. That's realisitically where the love affair began for me. It was about the first time that being in trouble didn't stop the whole affair from being funny.

To be 14 again I tell ya.

But to be fair. If I could go back in time, I'd kick my ass for being careless and soiling my reputation that early.

[BabyFacedAbortion]

I don't remember my first time exactly..it's one of three times.

One time, me and two of my (ex)best friends were at the mall and hit up these little punk rock boys for a cigarette. We were 12 or 13 I think and they had to be atleast 16..They were laughing as they handed us a "handrolled" cigarette. Let me tell you, it did not smell or taste like a cigarette and I definitly got a little buzz.

12 or 13 again, I went with my old best friend's sister, her sister's boyfriend and her sister's boyfriend's brother (lol) for a ride to get cigarettes and they were smoking a joint on the way back, got my first few pulls of a joint there too..I remember I got really shitty hits 'cause I was nervous and the joint was sticky and wet. They were 17-20.

My first "official" time getting STONED was when me, my current best friend and a girl we used to hang out with smoked out of a tin can on my mom's deck. I don't remember anything but the extreme MUNCHIES we all got.

Now, I must go smoke!

[geonagual]

My first time was when I was 11..We had built a fort behind Old Lady MeCrackin's house. My friend Brian stole a $100 bucks from his grandpa and bought a huge ass sack o bud. I was fucked up, they were telling me I O.D.d to fuck with me...I had fun though...

[Sinsemilla]

my 1st time i was 15 or 16, and my fren came over after everyone went to bed, i went outback behind the garage, and we smoked out of this hand held bong, he gave me greens, and we smoked about 3 bowls, so i walked to the gate with him, and before he left, he said if u wanna trip out, jump up and down, so i did, i was like "oh shit" and kept doing it over and over again for about 5 min. and he just stood there stoned, watching my dumbass jump up and down. So he left, and i had to go back inside. So i close the door behind me, and i took about 3 min to close the door, cuz everything seemed really loud to me, and i thought my parents were going to hear me. then i went into my room and enjoyed my high. i was a little paranoid of course, but i talked to my friend, and she calmed me down.

[S.P.Q.R.]

I think I was 13.. I found my dads stash and smoked a few bowls by myself. I don't see how some people say their first time they didn't get high, because I was FUCKED UP. I was so freaking out, hahaha. Its a great memory though :stoned:

[420Toaker]

The first time i smoked i say id have to be about 13-14 and i found half of a fatty tucked away somewhere i cant remember where exactly. And i somewhat knew what it was because ive smelled that smell before because my parents both smoke and also my older brother but i wasnt into that yet. Although i had smoked ciggarettes so i did know how to smoke. So i waited till i was homealone one night went outback and fired that puppy up and i didnt know how much to smoke so i just sucked that thing down to nothing and then all of a sudden like a smack in the face. BAM i was stoned as fuck and didn know what to do with myself i ate like 3 bowls of ramen and was toatally freakin. I remember feeling like my whole body was imploding and being crushed like i said i was totally WRECKED. And then after a while of freakin and laying on my bed i think i just finally passed out.

[birdgirl73]

I was a late bloomer. I was 17 or 18 and in my second year of college. Everyone I knew smoked. Literally everyone. This was 1978 or 79 or so, and it was Austin, Texas. I was one of the rare hold-outs.

We were at a party, and everyone was drinking but no one was wasted or anything. Until that evening, I'd just said no thanks when the joints passed by. But on that particular evening, when the J circled around to me, I took a hit. The whole party practically stopped because no one could believe I'd finally taken the leap. Despite the fact that I had a bit of a risk-taking streak, I still operated in mostly good-girl mode, and I had a very straight-laced boyfriend who was very anti-grass. He wasn't there that night, though, and I was pondering breaking up with him anyway. The next person in the joint circle kept encouraging me to hang onto the joint and take a couple more hits. Which I obediently did. But, alas, I just didn't get high that first time. I was inhaling right. I knew how to smoke properly because I used to smoke cigs when we went out to bars. But it just took several episodes of cannabis exposure before my cannabinoid receptors jumped up and took notice. When I finally passed the joint on to the next person, everyone applauded and patted me on the back. It was a proud moment for everyone.

It was several weeks later after several more tries when we were at another, smaller party in a guy's apartment that I finally felt the effects. That was fun, too. I felt so giggly and silly and high. I'd by then ditched my straight-laced boyfriend and I ended up spending a good part of that evening kissing and pawing the very cute guy whose apartment we were in.