One time my friend convinced me to smoke with him and this Lutheran choir boy from West Virginia who was living on a farm in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. So anyways, we're at this kid's house, it's 1 or 2 in the morning, we've just crossed a field laden with cow turds and mud to get to this barn miles away from anybody awake and then climb up into the loft, and he starts FREAKING THE FUCK OUT about getting caught, about doing something that's illegal and against the church and blah blah blah. Normally I can handle a little paranoia in the session but this was just a buzzkill.

So anyways, somehow my friend convinces him to smoke again, and this time it's at my house. Everybody at my house knows about the weed and is cool with it, and yet again he gets super-paranoid for no reason. Normally things are chill around here, but it was another buzzkill having this big (he was quite tall, and a bit pudgy) paranoid kid around. Needless to say, neither of us smoked with him again, but my friend was stupid enough to drink vodka with him and he puked all over my friend's room.