here's a horror story for ya. one of my friends brought this kid over who he said was a good friend of his back home(we were at college). apparently the kid had never smoked weed before and wanted to try it. of course we obliged we a blunt session. one of my friends, who is very much a certifible smartass, turns to this kid when he gets the blunt for the first time and demonstrates how to double hit it on his first one. the kid rips the ever-living piss out of this rather large blunt and of course starts coughin his brains out. he runs upstairs to get a glass of water. this is where it gets good. not 2 minutes later, my roommate comes down to tell us that "your friend is freaking out".

we get upstairs and this kid is lying half in and half out of the front door on his back screaming for help. we tried to get him up to get the front door closed but apparently he was so scared he couldn't move. i eventually had to grab him by the belt and haul him back inside. all the while he's screamin that he cant breath (although it certainly seemed like he wasn't having any trouble), to call his mom, to call 911, etc. finally we decide to just take him to the hospital. i had to carry him to my car because he was literally that paralized with fear.

after about 8 hours of waiting in the ER (this all happened around 1am) he comes out and says that the doc told him he had had an allergic reaction to the artificial flavoring in the blunt. :what: that his lungs had become minorly inflammed and that he wasn't ever in any real danger. the end.

i really thought i might be the person to witness the first death due to weed the way this kid was acting. it's funny now, but when it happened it was alittle scary. there still to this day has never been a bigger buzz kill.