about all I can remember from my first time smoking was my buddy showing me the bud on our way to his house...it was almost white with crystals, but I had no idea what that meant back then, so I just said 'Nice, looks tasty!' then the 4 of us smoked around 15 bowls, and I discovered a jar of name-brand nutella and a loaf of bread. I was the happiest guy alive at that very moment...although it really did nothing for my pasties.