Mine was when I first started blazing and I was lighting up at night, in my room, and I was already pretty well baked and I remember when I took that last hit off my bowl it was like a fucking religous experience or something. Then I just sat, chilled, listening to the Dead and a little Bob Marley. Life was good!
deadfan420 Reviewed by deadfan420 on . Your happiest stoned moment. I know I infrequently mope about not having weed for so long, but I'm thinking some pretty happy thoughts right now from the past, as I see myself lighting up a really green, smelly and fat joint here pretty soon. What was your happiest stoned moment? My happiest moment was when the last time I got stoned 4 years ago on my birthday in the morning, smoking it up behind a waterfall in a lake, man I loved how the light reflecting on the water was just bouncing around on the rock walls above Rating: 5