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first time smoking weed !

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willyweed

hey guys and dolls ,
tell us about the first time you smoked weed!
or the first time you can still remember ,:biggrin:
me first .
ok i was 17 ,and one of the older guys who had his own motorcycle ,and lived in a neighbouring village had said, his mates smoked it and he could get hold of some.
so about 6 of us chipped in and we got an eighth between us !lol
we sat in an old datsun sunny/cherry car ,at a mates farm,and we all watched this guy roll up a massive spliffff.
we all smoked fags before so the smoking it was no prob
i do remember the guy that rolled the joint used a rolling mat,it was like an old table mat made out of some sort of straw held together with some string.think we were more amazed by the guy rolling it with the mat , than the smoke itself!
looking back it was some of the old flat press leb ,well that's what we called it anyhow !
feel free to chime in ,all the best .ww:tiphat:
 

intotheunknown

Active member
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Ah, well... I remember it like it was yesterday.
18 years ago or so, (I was around 14) I remember these dudes back in middle school that were older than I talking about it. So it got my curiosity sparked. after that my cousin had mentioned he had been doing it for a long time(much older than I). So I was set. I was going to try it.

I then asked one of those dudes about it, and told him I wanted to try it. So he breaks out this pipe and swipes it across my nose to take a sniff at which point I was even more intrigued by it. He then tells me wait for tomorrow. I did, and he came through with some mex brick weed.

So I go get my little sister and her friend, and its on. We rig up a pop can and chief down.
Its going great were all loving it, having fun. At one point I coughed so hard it dropped me to the ground, and I remember laying on my front porch coughing (this is where we smoked it) looking at my front door once in front of me distort and shift 10 ft back.

I was sick as shit after that, with a massive headache and the spins. Said Id NEVER do that again. Next day I bought some from him. And since then, havent looked back.
 

bobcat1963

Parker Schnobel
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I was 13ish?hanging out on the golf course behind our neighborhood with some friends,this was 1976/77 cant remember the exact year.So a buddy brings out a "concert bong"little tiny fucking thing not much bigger than a bic lighter and hands it to me.One hit nothing second hit nothing third hit nothing anyway I did seven single hits in a row and all was good till I stood up.............Massive headrush and fell flat on my face.I remember that shit like it happened yesterday and its been 37 years or so.Bob
 
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hard rain

1977 and I had just turned 14. It was on a school science excursion to the Blue Mountains, west of Sydney, Australia. There was a new kid in the class who had bought along a rolled joint. He invited 2 of us to share it with him. The bus stopped at a lookout and we found a small sandstone cave. Had maybe 3 hits and got reasonably stoned for the first time. It was an interesting trip home.

I grew my first plant at age 14 too. :tiphat:
 

Stoner4Life

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1st week of jr. high, Sept '69, our school in a small community had grades 7-12. A senior we later nicknamed 'Nipple' asked us if we wanted to get high as we were walking home, it was Jimmy, Billy & me; Billy took of running like he'd seen a ghost, me & Jimmy stuck around :)

I was 12, Jimmy was 13, with my late December birth date most of my classmates were at least part of a year older than me.

Anyway we smoked a big joint of what Nipple claimed to be some Panama Red, we were blazed hard, I was home by 4:30 & immediately went to my room & threw some LP's on the turntable, mom called me down to supper @ 6 but my eyes were so F'd up that I faked exhaustion and went to sleep, I went down to find a plate in the fridge later.

 

Protea

Member
One time in 95-96. I Norways third or fourth biggest city, the young Protea had been pondering how to get hasish, when a school mate happens to walk past and asks if I can fix ten grams for him, having no idea how to, I spot a guy that I knew from school, an older dude beeing re educated, I asked him to fix it for me, he did after hours of waiting show up stoned as f., but had the stuff, I got a small piece about 1. g.
I went straight home and called my best mate.
I packed a spoon and a small sheet of tinfoil, I think I must have seen some junky documentaries, because with the young man knowledge and confidence I heated the in retrospect rather old nd dry Marock hash in the spoon, put loose tobacco on the tinfoil and dried it a bit with the lighter. Mixed it all together and rolled it up.
We got stoned as fuck the hole evening from that one small piece, rambling around in a small Norwegian village until early morning
And it when my love for mj started. And a dear memory of a friend long gone.
 
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OGShaman

It wasn't particularly a big deal for me as my dad was an old hippie and I watched him smoke a million times before I ever did. In my early teens I got a hold of a joint one day, and sparked that bad boy like I had been doing it for years. Put on darkside of the moon and played nintendo. Good times.
 

stoned-trout

if it smells like fish
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at school ,local badass(who later on, I found out was a dealer with the best stuff allegedly panama red) comes running up shoves bandanna in my hands and says hide this I will get it from ya later ...later never happened as the cops took him away as I could see from my classroom...already smoked ciggies, so after unwrapping bandanna after school I found 4 joints....smoked one out at the sandpit where dirtbikes were ridden...got so stoned I couldn't feel my lower body as I walked home,,,real paranoid at dinner that night thought everyone was staring at me....realized the smell was the same as came from my neighbors house...convinced my friend next door to try some the next day...after that we found and raided his parents stash for a few years till I got my own hookup...I was 14...just so happens I started drinking the same week....old gran dad.......yeehaw
 

NW Wheeze

Member
My first time was April last year. My wife bought a gram off of a coworker for a 30th birthday present for me. I have never done ANY 'drugs' in my life to that point, I was a real straight laced kid growing up. I had to google how to smoke weed... such a loser. Been smoking everyday since then , and growing about a year now too.
 

D. B. Doober

Boston, MA
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Freshman year of high school I gave this kid $10 to get me a dimebag and he ripped me off saying he didn't know what I was talking about. The next day we bought a dimebag from him and it had mixed tobacco in it. We smoked it and I think we got high. That was the first bag I ever bought.
 

stihgnobevoli

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that's fucked up doober.

my first time i was like 15 i got reverse peer pressure by the guys i was hanging with at the time. i overheard them talking about something or another, while they would dump blunts out and roll em back up with tobacco like it was weed. practicing i guess. but anyway i was like wtf you %^&s over there whispering about. then they were like we shouldn't tell him, he can't handle it.

So i'm like whatever you guys can handle i can certainly handle i'm a year older than all of you. So we get some weed, nickle sacks that were 1+gram. the good old days of killer indicas (1993) and lots of it dirt cheap. anyway there's like 8 of us and we go to this local park behind a large museum in a midwest city near you. In broad daylight and roll like 4 fat ass blunts then sit in a circle in the middle of said park and proceed to get high like we weren't ditching school, weed wasn't illegal, and it wasn't a hot bright sunny day.

Anyway we smoke, we're talking and during all of this someone tells a silly joke, wasn't even that funny, but we laughed and laughed so fucking hard, then i get up and walk around for a few minutes and come back to sit down in the spot i was at. and then i'm like WTF... did any of that just happen? did i actually get up and walk over to that pond then come back or did i dream it? after that point shit got so trippy, i felt like everything my friends were doing was unruly and attracting undue attention, it felt like it was 80000 degrees, i was thirsty as shit, i felt like i had 1000000 pounds hanging on me dragging me down. oh man that shit got terrible fast. lol. i got all paranoid, seemed like everyone was staring at us, me in particular. time was moving sooooo goddamn slow. i was like argh!!! how long is this gonna last. WHAT THEEEEE FUUUUUUCK!!!

eventually it wore off and i went home drained as shit. i didn't really wanna get high anymore after that. the next couple of times i got "high" i was pulling a clinton (i did not inhale) in an effort to not get THAT!!! fucking high this time. i didn't get high. then the 4th time i decided to inhale again, but only a little bit.

once i got the hang of being high it was awesome and i can't imagine my life without it. just changes the way you see the world. makes the world seem smaller...or rather makes you seem bigger. like seeing a forest vs seeing trees.
 

Lester Beans

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I didn't smoke in school because all the pot heads were like Nelson from the Simpson. I was all set on winding up like that. After high school, I found out some other friends smoked and they played football had bands and such. I drank, I like beer, good beer. My buddy tells me its like that, good weed and the Budweiser of weed.

You don't say, so I got an eighth of NL x Haze, which was purplish, beautiful piney smelling nuggets. I had a corn cob pipe, and filled it up. Took days to smoke that pipe lol RIPPED!!!! I smoked that NLxH all summer, and decided that since my asthma went away and I was level headed, this stuff was magic.

Same buddy gave me seeds of said weed. I got my hands on ed's grow book and grew those babies out. Well I had a waaaay stronger specimen of the pot I had smoked all the previous summer. Ruined people, but in a good way.

That was some 20 odd years ago, but it changed my life. Went from being an auto mechanic to working in a nursery, to going to school for horticulture, to being a full time grower of fine cannabis and just about everything else. Hops currently.

Haven't missed but a couple days smoking since and sure do miss that old NL x HAZE.
 

HempKat

Just A Simple Old Dirt Farmer
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I was 11, me and a friend were walking thru a park on our way home. Suddenly my friend, ran ahead and to the side of the path we were on and then picked something up. I ran over to see what it was and he was like, "Do you know what this is ?" Well at the time I had absolutely zero idea of what marijuana was and so I said, "I don't know, it sort of looks like potpourri" My friend laughed at my ignorance and then said "No, this is marijuana, you smoke it and it gets you high." Well not wanting to seem too naïve, I said cool, lets go smoke some. So we went to his house where he picked up a pack of rolling papers he had and then we went to this fairly secluded area in the woods near his house where we had built a tree house and we hung out there and smoked several terribly rolled joints and thought we got high. I say thought because it wasn't until several weeks later when we actually bought some that was Columbian Gold and that time we got HIGH and realized that first time was more or less wishful thinking in comparison. :)
 

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