Stoner moment!!!

[chriscannabis]

Oh God, too many to count.


"Ok guys, put the shit in Sam's weed vagina"

"OMFG BIFF GET MY IPOD OUT OF YOUR VAGINA"

"Dude....wanna burn our feet?" "Alright, lets do it" *proceeds with Axe and lighter*

"I am the cannabis guru. Lets start a weed tribe. What should be the name?" "canabatecs, because they are mexican and smoke weed"

"Why are their Africans dancing in the clouds?"

"Dude, we caught the disease from infiltrating the lab." *both of us spin in circles down the street for like 20 minutes*

"Lets role play Pokemon style"

"What if Jackie Chan and Chuck Norris teabagged your car?"

"NUTHA BLUNT, NUTHA BLUNT"

The last story I could think of(Its not a quote =O)

I had the munchies, and I always have hot dogs at my friends house. I take two, put them in the microwave, take them out, they are all cold, but whatever, who cares. I put tartar sauce and mustard on them, and take a bite. I can't taste anything, wtf. Well, it happens that there is a plastic wrapper on the hotdog, and I already put all the sauce on and stuff.

I also drew an emo kid on my sock. =D

I know I've done tons of shit like that, I just can't remember any of it.

chriscannabis Reviewed by chriscannabis on 10-15-2006. Stoner moment!!! Even the most expirienced stoners have moments were paranoia kicks in along with a stupid idea and plasters itself onto your thought proccess. However, this one takes the cake in the number of weird shit my brain has scared itself with. I was walking home from my friends house after we smoked a gargantuan of weed in a short time. I mean, I'm talking everybody got two blunts for themselves, providing you could roll them. Basically, we had a lot of weed. So, I had to walk home, it's maybe Rating: 5

[Eraserhead71]

i figured something out last time i got baked:

since everything on our planet (and in our universe for that matter) has a start and a finish, the idea of infinity is something we cant truely grasp. This is why we will never understand any more than we already do about the "beginning". There was no beginning.

[couch-potato]

i figured something out last time i got baked:

since everything on our planet (and in our universe for that matter) has a start and a finish, the idea of infinity is something we cant truely grasp. This is why we will never understand any more than we already do about the "beginning". There was no beginning.

Right on bro I always find out the coolest shit when I'm high, time I spend stoned is quality time with myself.

[pu ekot]

One time I was stoned out of my mind and me and a friend went to a White Hen to get some food. I got a box of donuts, it was sooo good, like eating pillows and clouds, and we were sitting on the curb outside. Some old lady pulls up, stays in her car for like 10 minutes, comes out and says "don't worry, I won't hit you". Then she starts talking to us for like an hour, then pets us on the head and goes inside. I thought it was the funniest thing ever.

Also, I was in a CVS one time, trying to get a drink. For some reason I thought the root beer was $6.42, so I got really mad, then I thought about how the price of gasoline was going down, but root beer was going up. I fell over laughing and everyone was just like "wtf...".

One time I got really stoned and wanted some pizza, a slice of pizza and fries cames to exactly $4.20. Greatest moment of my life.

[TheFatKid]

Another one I forgot to put

"Speaking of metal, lets go listen to some reggae!"

[Frozen Sativa]

Second day of school i burned at lunch. I had triginometry right after, and we were passing around a seating chart where we singed out names on a blank picture of the classroom in the right order. We also were getting books and filling out recipts for the books. The books were numbered. So I get my book, and im trying to find the number, looking everywehre. So I asked my teacher wehre the number was, and he like rolled his eyes at me and it was writen plainly visible on the edeges of the pages. Then Instead of passing back the seating chart, I pass the person behind me my book and keep the seating chart on my desk. After like a minout their like "What am I supposed to do wtih this?"
shit...

:stoned:

[psychedellics]

^hahahaha i wonder what the person who got your book thoght

[ToDrunkToFish]

Well since I was the author of the no cereal story ill post another but mayby not as funny but hillarious at the time.

I was in my friends neighborhood and his neighborhood is that type with nice houses with HUGE lawns. And woods all around.

But we smoke at this huge willow tree at the beginning of this Private Drive. We have had a VERY close encounter before hand with the cops showing up but it wasnt our fault. So it was just me and him sitting/standin next to this HUGE willow tree at the beginning of the private drive. We just got done smoking and we both heard some Rocks Crumble since it was a non-paved road.

Now this willow tree is huge. Mayby 6-7 Grown men reachin hand in hand around it.

So I was like dude you hear that? He was like yea dude so we started to circle around the huge tree thinking that a car was coastin down the side. Or that it was a cop car goin really slow down the driveway.

After we circled almost the whole tree we realized it was two racoons chasing eachother... And not a car.

[Pius]

ignore this post, didn't realize there was a page 2

[MelT]

Yea about a month ago when I could smoke I took the garbage out at night right before Futurama came on on Adult Swim and smoked a really fat bowl so I could laugh my ass off.

I came inside and made a bowl of cereal and sat away from my dad so he wouldnt know im high over on the couch and he looked at me and was like. What are you eating?

I told him I was eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch and he's like were is it? I look at my bowl and all I put in it was the fuckin milk and the spoon. No cereal. I didnt say a word.

LMAO!

This painted a whole story for me of part of your life, d'you know what I mean? Does anyone else know what I mean? In just a few sentences you outlined pretty much a whole evenings routine and stuff about what you usually watch and on where and why, and what you do. It's got a good ryhthm too. I am ripped of course. But I write (non-fiction) for a living, that's a good style you got there as long as it stays natural. Try writing some more, some other thing that's happened, I'd be interested to see it. Something where you're talking to each other more... It reminds me of Catcher in the Rye for some reason.

MelT