I 'll never forget my first time. A buddy of mine had a whole rucksack full of weed. He was dealling at the moment. He, my brother and I took a walk into the bush. It took as about 30 minutes to get to a nice spot. We got there and he took out this huge joint. After smoking it I still didn't feel anything. We started walking out of the bush and then it hit me (and them too). It took us about 3 hours to get out of that bush. We were laughing so much I couldn't feel my face. I remember the path we were walking on looked like the Grand Canyon too me. After getting out of that bush all we could think of was water. That cottonmouth was something.
I wish I could get that wasted again.