COULD ONLY HAPPEN WHEN IM STONED!

[Kenn]

yes dude,ive already told u, uare a cunt!......lol

Kenn Reviewed by Kenn on 07-31-2006. COULD ONLY HAPPEN WHEN IM STONED! last nite i was token while i was surfin the net ,just enjoying bein so toasted!All of a sudden i cld smell somthin burnin and it wasnt weed! Looked down at my lap MY FUCKIN JEANS WERE ON FIRE!!.A BURNING BOWL HAD LANDED IN MY LAP !i was so stoned i didnt even notice it smoldering in my lap!!By the time i did notice my hole lap was smoldering u know how jeans burn! any way ran outside ripped my jeans offand put em out with the hose.i got a few blisters on my legs for good mesure! After i Rating: 5

[shoi]

ive burnt my pants before but i wasnt stoned

[orangeman]

LOL, that was a funny story. But yeah, I have a hole in my pajama bottoms because I was smokin and I didnt notice anything. Sucks .

[Big Calhoun]

So last Thursday, my wife went out of town for a few days and I decided to make some herbal foods. Wanted something quick and tasty. Didn't want to go with brownies b/c those use vegetable oil. SInce it was my first time cooking, I wanted to go with something I can reference (ie butter). So I settled on oatmeal raison cookies.

I picked everything up and rushed home to start my adventure...and an adventure it was. First I start making the cannabutter which went fairly smooth. I used a mini-chef to grind up the herb and used the plastic scraper smeared with a little butter to get the fine stuff on the sides. So while that is simmering, I get the rest of the ingredients together.

Now I'm mixing everything and and the dough is REAL tough. So I figure I didn't have enough butter so I added a little more and continue to mix. Finally, I say eff it and start to form the cookies. I put them in the oven and start cleaning up. As I go to the bedroom, FUCK....I FORGOT THE EGG. No wonder the damn dough was tough. The cookies had been in for 5 minutes at this point, so again I say eff it and start walking around the house, cursing. But the fun doesn't stop there...

The 15 minutes is up and the cookies are mushy...because of no egg. But surprisingly, the house doesn't smell much like weed. So I get the idea to let them cook a little longer and then I'll take them out...bad idea! I went to my car to get some stuff and walk back in the house. As soon as I walked in, you could have sworn Cheech, Chong, and 3 of their best friends just blazed the phatest joint in my living room. The whole place smelled like Edelweis and Silver Haze.

So I took the cookies out and turn on every fan and ac unit in the house. After about 10 minutes, the smoke is now basically trapped in the foyer and living room. So I figure I'll open the door at let the smoke out...it's late, no alot of people are out, no harm no foul. Well, just as I open the fuckin door, my nieghbor comes walking down stairs with her dog! "OH SHIT!" I'm thinking...but I was too scared to close the door and look suspicious. So when she comes by, I start sniffing the air. I turn to her and say, "Hi!" and she gives me this look and is like, "I bet" and goes on about her business. Mannnnnn, talk about shitting breaks.