My first bong was a foot tall local made custom number, and I took a huge rip of Dro Northern Lights off of it-- needless to say, I was fucked for a couple hours off of just that one hit. It burned like a bitch, though, because the stem was broken, so it was just a dry hit with a huge chamber.

My first "true" bong hit, though, was through a friend's 2-foot RooR with ice notches, loaded with water and ice-- you couldn't even feel the hits, but they got you more fucked than words can possibly tell! Moreover, we were doing personal bowls of dank Indica-- we couldn't move after a couple rounds!