right, last night was crazy. me and my mate had smoked some white widow earlier but the effects were wearing down and we wanted some more. my mate got a phonecall of this guy who ive only blazaed with once before but he's cool and says to go to his place to blaze.

So we go der and we wate 5 mins for his mom to leave. during this time i drink a can and a half of cider. we call up a guy to get bud and walk to get it. i'm a bit tipsy cause i don't normally drink and im falling over things. anyways we get the bud and goes bak to dat guys yard and start smoking and guess what?? we find 3 cans of lager on the way. so i drink 1 of the cans and i'm pretty much pissed now.

we get inside and i look at the bud, it's fat and peng! but i wasn't paying i was going to pay depending how much i smoked anoughter time. my mates rap 2 spliffs and start smoking, im lieing on the bed and i can't move but wen it's my turn on rotation i still smoke. wen wer finish the second spliff i knock over some cans by accident and i soacked the guys floor and because i pronmised earlier that if i knock any drink over i'l lick it up, so, i did.

after this i'm feeling propper bad thoe and all of a sudden..............BAM! i fall backards and my eyes go to the bak of my head and i slam my head agaist the door behind me. my mate shouts, he's dead, he's dead and get him in the recovery position. all of a sudden i'm in my world. i imagine i felt like people do in movies when somet happens like an explosion and they awake to being underwater, if you know what i mean.

my mate pulls me up and drags me to the toilet and i just pass out on the toilet seat, occasionally throwing up. for the next 2 and a half hours all i do is, pass out on toilet seat, pass out on toilet floor, pass out on sofa, throw up on sofa. but luckily i sobered up in time to get drived home.

now what could of been possibly great night turned ito one of my worst nights ever and it's all because of fucking alcohol and my fucking white lighter which has been causing my nothing but bad luck for a while now!!!!

And not to mention i had a quarter dat i could of blazed!!!!

Last night i prayed to god to protect me and i promised to do aload of stuff that i won't do. but at the end of the day he didn't protect me.
Stoner369 Reviewed by Stoner369 on . My worst experience - my second whitey... right, last night was crazy. me and my mate had smoked some white widow earlier but the effects were wearing down and we wanted some more. my mate got a phonecall of this guy who ive only blazaed with once before but he's cool and says to go to his place to blaze. So we go der and we wate 5 mins for his mom to leave. during this time i drink a can and a half of cider. we call up a guy to get bud and walk to get it. i'm a bit tipsy cause i don't normally drink and im falling over things. Rating: 5