I think the 1st time left me feeling like I was going to die puked everywhere and swore if god let me live I would never do it again the older guys all jamaicans were laughing their tits off a very kind lady who i became great Friends with later put me to bed and reassured me I would live to see another day, which I doubted at the time but about a month later I tried it again but not as much,,,and I got a pleasant high and felt ok and even helped sell the red stripe and curried goat...I was about 15 and have smoked ever since and now nearing 50...and still going strong although no blue's parties..these days