I had what I'd like to call a "Cannabis overdose" my third or fourth time smoking marijuana, ever. I was 14. Trust me this is a story worth a read. I'll try to make this short as possible.

I went up to my friends house at 11 am. Smoked one bowl out of a glass pipe. We are very high. Remember at this point I have no physical tolerance or physcological experience.

We head on up to another buddies house and began ripping a two foot glass bong. After quite a few hits I was on another planet. One of those experiences that veteran smokers look back on and can only wish they could re-experience that state (including myself)


So at this point its about 11:50 when a five foot glass bong gets busted out.

Lets say my judgement at this point was slightly impaired and the only bong I had ever hit in my life was the two foot glass we had just finished smoking lol.


Somehow I end up volunterring. He packed an entire bowl. I could barely move at this point never mind stand.

I exhaled deeply and begand to inhale "slowly and evenly" as instructed. I was being coached throughout the whole process. After an entire breath (at this point I was 5 11 160) I exhaled out my nose and inhaled slowly again and used up a whole nother breath just to get it milked.

He pulled the bowl piece out and I damn near cleared it. I immediatlye ran over to the sink to try to throw up, but somehow I didn't. I sait down on the chair and could not move at all. I felt like I was falling through the floor.

Finally my two friends had to grab a shoulder each and escort me to the car waiting out front. I sat in the back with my eyes closed. I found out later I was drooling on myself. I remember mumbling I'm gonna die. I got to the first house I was at. They eached grabbed a shoulder again and escorted me to a bed where I passed out for three hours.

I went home that night at around 8 and ordered a pizza.

I finished an entire large pizza by myself at 9 o clock at night.


nine hours after the 5 footer.
peaceandlove420 Reviewed by peaceandlove420 on . "I don't think I am ever smoking again" -my story I had what I'd like to call a "Cannabis overdose" my third or fourth time smoking marijuana, ever. I was 14. Trust me this is a story worth a read. I'll try to make this short as possible. I went up to my friends house at 11 am. Smoked one bowl out of a glass pipe. We are very high. Remember at this point I have no physical tolerance or physcological experience. We head on up to another buddies house and began ripping a two foot glass bong. After quite a few hits I was on another planet. Rating: 5