Craziest Place You've Ever Smoked!??!

[BigVTDave]

LOL Resinate

hehehe, Lulu..were you like, "Bless me Father, for I am completely wasted bwhahahaha!"
Priest:"Well, say 7 Hail Mary's...and pass the fucking joint thru the mesh!!"

[Mealin24.7]

smoked a bowl in the lobby of a hotel once. though the best time i ever had was on a trampling on a stary night at 4:20 am.

[buddymyfriend]

In my mates wardrobe a few years back, that was fun!! And on everystep of the stairs. We used to play this game called THE STAIR GAME. We would roll a two joints for every stair. A total of fourteen joints, including the very top stair. We would smoke a joint each insucession until we were at the top of the stairs. Great party game, killa on the herb.

[socks]

LOL sounds like fun buddymyfriend

I cannit think of nothing! Does this mean i'm boring?! I've been tempted lounged out on t sofa seats at an almost empty cinema, but its too risky grrrrr

Closet too crazy would be t entrance to my supermarket i guess..lol..how crazy am i!!!

[Buck268]

Me and my bro sat down right in the middle of a county road up north. Smoked two bowls in a row before any cars came...

But nothing is more enjoyable than taking a good 4 hour hike around Marl Lake and burning down a few J's.

[BOgart.bitch]

the jungle gym sounds cool and the confessional is just priceless lol.

hmm i smoked in the back of a tractor trailer before.. other than that.. i dont know.. nothing too out of the ordinary.

[Reefer Rogue]

craziest place i smoked was at "the rock" some well known smoke spot in strongsville ohio when me and my bud went up there 4 a road trip. the 2nd night we went there we were chased by the cops and we were so out of it running around ohio. we had no fuckin clue where we were. and another spot was in some guys out door shower type shed thingy. lol hard to describe

[NowhereMan]

man its a kinda stupid too but sorto funny
was at a bus station,got talking with a guy he couldnt roll so he ask me hey wanna burn one man,u look like u need it,beat all i was in uniform going home from army ,last trip as a soldier,so i said hell yea
we walked a lil while to the park ,very close like around the corner it seems nice fountians and ect,sat down rolled up and toked it all the way to a roach before i happen to look behind me and read what it said on the building with the big mirror windows huge letters made into the top of biuldings stone work.
the Federal Biulding Of Louisville (may have spelled that wrong)Kentucky
the place was home of the dea fbi cia atf and irs any other federal cops.

i about shit man pants, as i got the hell out of there.

[maryjanemama]

Well, this isn't exactly crazy but my friend Mike and I were supposed to sell tie-dye t-shirts at this flea market. We got in line with the rest of the vehicles and waited and waited...before too long we start passing a joint. Soon he decides to get out and get a drink. Finally the line starts moving only Mike's gone with the keys.

Some large bald man starts knocking on the window, "Little lady, you're gonna hafta move this truck." I'm like, "No...Mike's got the keys...he'll be back soon." Apparently, this is a big faux pas in flea market etiquette because the guy was pissed and made the rest of the cars go around the truck. When Mike came back the large bald man went up one side of him and down the other. But Mike just stood there, smiling, kind of even laughing and saying, "Duuude, I NEEDED A LEMONADE!"

[Byker]

No ~lol~Thankfully place was priest-free at the time We (Elaine & I) had no lighter, so I had to light the joint off one of the candles on the alter and unfortunately lost most of my eyelashes~lol~Was fun tho'

Bwaaaaa-haaaaaa-haaaaaa! That's great! I'm glad you didn't get caught. I mean, I can see Fathers Ted and Dougal coming up to you, saying, "Do you have enough for everyone?", at about the time Father Jack rolls in, screaming, "FECK! WEED! GIRLS! SPLIFFS! FECK!"

I used to get high in the Boston Public Garden, before I went to work at a hifi shop in the early 1980s.

One day, I'd just finished a bowl, when I heard a noise behind me. I turned and saw a cop on a horse, walking across the grass, making a straight line for me. I tried to act verrrry casual.

Then he shouts, "Hey!". I turn and say, "Yeah?". At this point, I was close to peeing myself.

"That your dog?", he bellows, pointing at a stray.

"Uh, no!", I stammer, most puzzled. "YAH SURE?", he shouts, clearly not believing me.

"No," I reply, "Really. Never even noticed that dog." And the pooch wandered away from me, clearly not knowing who I was.

The cop went away. And that was a moment of Good Karma.

These days I'd never smoke in public. Too much risk, too little reward.