When I was a heavy pot smoker (I rarely smoke any more, once every few months), I remember having a bong up the road one night when I didn't want my parents to smell the smoke. When I was walking home out the front of my house, I saw the lights go on in the kitchen, so I threw my old plastic home made bong into a neighbours bushy garden, pocked the cone piece and lighter and baggie, so I could walk in without hiding a bong under my shirt.
Anyway, a week later I had no pot, and my new bong didn't have any resin left in it. So I went across the road and searched for my old bong (which was so dirty, it had been used for about 4 to 6 months, about 50+ times daily. I finally found it, and came home soaking wet as it was raining and I proceeded to scrape all this slimy disgusting shit from the garden hose used as a bong stem and dried it out a tiny bit on a spoon using a lighter, there was a couple of little garden worms in it I think but I didn't care, then I realised I had no tobacco to spin the hose gunk with, so I went to the local shops and searched in tyhe rain for old cigarette butts, I found some, cut them open and dried them too, and smoked my mix. After ten minutes of vomitting and coughing, and smoking the still wet mixture, I actually felt a tiny bit high.