Hah yea...Was chillin with a recently made friend at Heavenly Ham (he worked there at the time) it was a slow day so he says to me "Hey...you wanna smoke some pot?" at this period of time my parents had just gotten divorced and I was in the full blown rebel stage of teenage development so I exuberatly said Hell yes.

We went into the back of the store and he filled a bucket up with water then cut the bottom outta a half gallon jug. He put a bit of foil on top of that and packed a little bud on top of it and got the chamber all nice and milky. He tells me to put my lips on the mouth of the jug after he took the foil off and then tells me to start inhaling and pushing down to get the smoke in my lungs, I'm sure you all see where this is going, a few seconds later I feel his hand on the back of my head pushing my head down and forcing a ton of smoke into my lungs. I spent the next ten minutes on the floor coughing, then I spent the next thirty minutes eating preformed wads of cookie dough and I don't remember much after that. That was a good day.