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...man i was SO...stoned I.....confessions / thread

yortbogey

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just like the title say's.... lets hear sum stories from U'r past....

me i was once so stoned.... i coughed so bad i shit my pants in public...:moon:... only problem was WE where in a smoking circle high up in the rafters of the NOLA~Suuper Dome.....

but i'm a old man...
I'm sure U younger bucks got sum adventures to share.....
 

BlueBlazer

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First time I got high again after a 20 year break.

I was at my cousin's and he whipped out a joint, lit it up, and passed it to me. I ended that drought my friends! He warned me not to take too many tokes because it had been so long, but I felt fine . . . until . . . it . . . hit . . . me . . .

The long forgotten, yet simultaneously familiar clarity of sound amplified everything, including the rasping voice of my cousin's wife. I have no problem with her, but I had to get away from that voice. My wife and I made some lame excuse and fled. We drove off in the car we were renting. I reacted with a sort of nostalgic satisfaction to the feeling of the onset of cotton mouth. Until suddenly I needed something to drink RIGHT NOW.

Well . . . since this was a rental, you weren't supposed to smoke in it. We were, but we were butting all our cigs in a soda can half filled with water. I was so high, I forgot . . . when I saw it, I grabbed it, and drank from it. Worst, most disgusting mistake I could have made. I still had cotton mouth, plus the succulent taste of wet ash and cigarette butts thrown in for good measure. I thought my wife was going to cough up a lung, she was laughing so hard. When we got home, I made a beeline to the tap in the kitchen, turned it on and drank straight from it. Best tasting water ever!
 

WelderDan

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The plant in my Avatar is a cross I made from a Hash Plant and C99. I'm very proud of it because it is by far the most potent stuff I've grown to date.

Shortly after it was done curing, I came home from work and rolled up a big fattie and lit it up.

About an hour later, I realized I had half an unlit joint stuck to my lower lip, there was a pile of ashes on my chest, and I was staring at a TV that wasn't even on. I managed to toss the roach in the ashtray and brush the ashes off, but I was so stoned I sat there for at least another 30 minutes before I remembered to turn the TV on.

When I was young, a friend had what he called Mexican Creeper weed. It really was creeper too. It snuck up on you and BAM! I remember being so stoned I couldn't ride my bike. We just sat in a ditch and giggled for an hour.
 

floralheart

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When I was young, a friend had what he called Mexican Creeper weed. It really was creeper too. It snuck up on you and BAM! I remember being so stoned I couldn't ride my bike. We just sat in a ditch and giggled for an hour.

They say it's getting stronger. But it was pretty strong then too.

I remember staring down at bushes on the porch. Then, the bushes became a field of trees, and instead of looking down, I could swear I was looking forward across a field.

Then I heard a helicopter, and I was looking for it in the trees. Only, it was over my head, and not down in the bushes.

$150 an oz. from general contractors that grew it outdoors up north. Pretty killer. That was, I dunno 15 years ago.
 
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noyd666

once when younger I smoked 4 thin ones in a row plus grog, got this feeling mates were trying to pick a fight paranoia setting in, so feeling quite bloody sick I fuked off home, fair staggering long walk got to front veranda layed down and had a long white out. the cold of those porch boards on side of face was bloody good.
 

supermanlives

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I got high fishing at a remote lake. went to get more wood an got lost for several hours. meanwhile everyone was searching for me. found my way back to van exhausted ,chugged some tequila an passed out.woke up to flashlight in face . didn't realize I was gone for like 6 hours lol
 

WelderDan

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We used to go camping a lot. Our idea of camping was sitting out in the woods around a fire with an ounce of weed, and a case of beer or bottle of booze. Back then we were getting some really good Red Bud and we had an ounce of that and a case of beer. There was an armadillo that kept rooting around the bushes just outside the reach of the light from our fire. We would chase it away, but it kept coming back.

After smoking most of the ounce and drinking most of the beer, I eventually passed out. I was woken up by something poking me in the back and I freaked out, thinking that the armadillo was back and trying to dig a hole under me. I scrambled up and jumped over the fire in a bid to get away.

Turns out it was my buddy poking me with a stick, trying to wake me up to smoke another bowl
 

dddaver

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We got totally wasted and went to a festival on the Boston Commons once. One guy had to leave at a certain time to be at some important event like a wedding or something. I got separated in the huge crowd at the event. I remembered we had parked on the west side so I went there. But couldn't find the car. I had never been there. I think the west end looked exactly like the east end. I had gone the exact opposite way. When my buddies finally found me wandering around that guy was already like an hour late for his event. My buddies were SO pissed at my dumb ass.
 
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longearedfriend

the confessions are usually from "I was so drunk that I...." :)
 

ydijadoit

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Mother's day, 2013... I am 42, and should know better....
I generally try to stay intoxicated around my Inlaws. It just works better for all of us, if I am somewhere else, and slightly altered. Some of you may understand :)
That said, there is something known as "Over doing it", that I try hard to avoid. I have a fairly low tolerance, that seems to be life long. One of those guys.
My wife and I had provided my MIL with a vape, and plenty of our finest to use, during her battle with cancer.
We showed up for Mother's day, dinner, with beer in hand. Somebody forgot the pipe...
I figured I'd sneak out the back, and just use her Arizer Q vape whip, with a old school kitchen match, and some old, dried out Blue Widow, from 4 months prior.
Who would have known, that the goo built up in the vape bowl, and glass elbow, was hash oil. I didn't.
Apply 1200 degrees to that, and you have a mighty hash oil hit. Something I wasn't prepared for.
I hit it, and came back in the house, to eat some dinner. I made it through preparing a plate, and sat down to eat it.
The whole world came down on my head, and I couldn't eat a bite of my food. I had to get outside. (My trademark "One toke over the line" panic response, since 1986..)
I went for a 1 mile walk, through a grape plantation. Halfway through, I was sure I was gonna be the first cannabis casualty, and took a cell phone self pic, to document my last moments, for my family, so they could know what I had gone through, in my last moments.
I did make it back to the party, and passed out on my In-Law's bed (Yuk).
Woke up a couple hours later, had another beer, dinner, and felt stupid. Only then did I figure out what the hell had happened.
Only those of you unfortunate enough to have been there, will get it. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but it's funny now. Sort of :)
Regards
 
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DU420

I once got so baked at a mates house after uni that on the way home i stopped at the traffic lights sat there for about 20 seconds then relised the lights were green..... I shook my head at myself, looked around to see if anyone saw anything then creeped home slowly.....
 

40shades

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When I was in my early teens a friend brought some purple sensimilllia back from Amsterdam,we smoked prob 4 joints afterwards i made my way to buger king for some refreshments and walked straight into a glass door at the front I was so stoned I thought somebody hit me out of nowhere,I came to my senses to find myself standing in front of a glass door and everybody on the other side laughing at me,I picked my hat off the floor and went to McDonald's.when I gave my order I heard the clerk say to the other "look how stoned that guy is"
 

blastfrompast

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The worst I have been was the first time I made my own brownies...Went to a baseball game, had one a half hour before the game, then one once it started.....by half way thru the game I was stuck to my chair and just wrecked.

At some point I was managed to getup for a wizz break and was corralled onto the field to play some stupid game where your tied to your opponent with a bungie cord and running obstacle course.. The course should have been a breeze, but not so easy when your whole body feels like a noodle..lol

Me and my partner lost, his last words before he charged off the field..."Are you F-ing stoned or something"...lol
 

Gelado`

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Once I took a nice, fat bongload of good Dutch weed topped with Grey Mist Crystals from the Grey Area in Amsterdam. I was high as FUCK. Then the banging on the door and the constant ringing of the doorbell started, and I freaked. I thought the cops were trying to breach my door; I heard them drop heavy metal tools (a prybar?). I slowly crept into the kitchen, then realized they might think I was going for a knife if they broke the door down, so I laid down on the floor quietly and spread out in wait. I was so scared I could barely breathe.

My friend came home five or ten minutes later and let the cops and firemen in. Our neighbor had died of old age and the guys wanted to get into her apartment from our balcony. All my friend said was, "What happened to you? You're so white!" I didn't say a word. I went into my room and went to sleep. LOL. When my friend told my sister, she laughed for about an hour.
 
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