The first time I smoked a blunt was before school. 4 of us packed this blunt with an eighth. Twas quite awesome. We smoked it about 3/4ths of the way and this lady just pokes her head out the window and screams "I LIVE HERE" and walks away. Weirdest fucking thing. Then she goes and tells the teacher on us. ((Who'd have thought we had old ladies living in un-used portions of our fucking school!?!?)) Luckily she was racist or something and only told on the three black girls I was smoking with and not me. The teacher she told lectured the three of them and I just kept zoning in and out. I had no clue what was going on. I was high until lunch, just zoning in and out completely. It was like listening to the adults in a peanuts cartoon... "wop wop wop wopp wopppp"

I didn't do shit, but eat and sleep that whole school day.