Quote Originally Posted by Buddha Man
i kinda forgot about this old story but ill bring it up anyways.

last month i smoked some pretty dirty weed, but everything seemed to be going well. then as i was walking with my girlfriend my legs felt like jelly. like a hologram kinda. like i had 4 legs. then my lips felt like they were sticking together with like stitches. i know the feeling of cotton mouth but this was rediculous. and i kept thinking i was leatherface from the chainsaw massacre or something. everything around me was white. my girlfriend was talking to me and all i heard was wop wop wop like the charlie brown teacher. then we decided to go to mcdonalds and i thought the whole restaurant was filled with terrorists and i ran out and ifreaked my gf out. she said it was soo wierd too.


now ive been regularly for about 3 years since i was 14 but this shit freaked me out. ive never done any other drugs to know if it was laced with somethin. its never happend to me since. very weird. i guess weed that shitty makes you wicked paranoid. yes im from MAss hence the "wicked"

I always remember my first time getting super high. I had smoked one or two times before, but I just got a good buzz or a low level high. This time was different. I had had this weed sitting around for a while and it was very dry. Since none of my friends had a bowl or knew how to roll at this time we decided to hollow a Black and Mild. This was a mistake. The smoke was so harsh and the weed burned so fast. So we started walking and I faintly remember someone saying "who's feelin it?" as we hopped over a fence. After this I just started going crazy. I was walking down the road and it must have been like a 100 degrees that day. I felt like I was melting and my spirit was watching me. I got that feeling in my legs that felt like I was being pounded into the ground like a nail with a hammer, but at the same time I felt my spirit up in the clouds. Everyone else wasn't really high, but I was just buggin out. When we finally got to a Dunkin Donuts we went in to get something to eat. I wasn't really hungry just thirsty, so I got a Pepsi. While I was sitting there was some kind of music there. I felt my blood rate go with the beat. My heart was slowing down, so I could hear the beating of it like a slow, tribal drum. When we walked back to my friend's house I saw the road as the ocean and it had waves. When we got back to his house I watched some TV and went swimming high as hell. Everyone else was fine, but I was buggin hardcore.

Although I've probably smoked better weed in better methods, I've never been as high as I was that day.:rasta: