GetDuckied
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Marijuana - Experienced - Just another hemp story...
Hi, you guys. This is my first time posting on Bluelight, or anywhere on this topic, so just bear with me
...I'm rather young compared to most of you, 15. I always like to sort of visualize the people I'm reading about on the forum, so I'll tell you that I'm about 6' and sort of on the cubby side, but not anything abnormal. I belong to the upper class, which completely suprised people at school when they heard I was doing it. But now days, I do it on the weekends and whenever I can during the week. This is just another rambling of my high on the herb.
I had just received just over a gram of extraordinairally good stuff from my dealer, just about a gram and a half which was in 2 cones about the same size (I don't usually pay by the gram, but this was special stuff). That next day, Saturday, I go on over to my best friend's house, which is the chosen toke spot because his folks are out for the day. So anyways, I crunch up one of the cones in his coffee grinder and roll up a nice little joint. We head on up to his room and smoke that up in a pretty short time. This was really good stuff, so after my first hit I just sort of fell onto my back on his bed just dreaming of how good this is going to be. We pass that back and forth probably a dozen times each, and then throw the roach out the window. This was my friend's first time, so he got really paranoid and lit 6 pieces of incense and we took all the sheets off his bed and febreezed them. So we're just sitting back listening to some music and watching some tv with no sound. I have no clue what he was up to on the bed, but I was down on the carpet just pulsing with the music havin' a great old time. Then I look over my shoulder and see the little baggie and remember that we have another cone left. So I out of nowhere smack my friend on the stomach, which scares the shit out of him and we both burst into hysterics. So I whip out my bong that I brought with me and we shove the cone in the hitter and light 'er up. I show him the wonders of sliders. I let him take the first hit so I could blindside him by opening up the slide. You can just see the thick smoke that encircles his head as he nearly coughs up a lung (1st time, remember). I clear out the chamber and refill it, then clear it again
...Anyways, all of our weed is gone so we go outside his bedroom door and come up with the idea to throw stuff off his balcony. We threw all this stuff over the railing, including his cat which made the both of us fall on our asses laughing. We then head downstairs and start making some macaroni and cheese which tasted better than ever. After we finish up there we go out into his backyard and start messing around with leaves and my zippo, and eventually start a hugeass fire on accident. My friend goes running around his house in fear while I piss on it. We head back up to his room and put on a Jimi Hendrix CD and watch some volumeless TV. He said nothing happened for him, but I was getting some visuals to kick in. Every time a bass beat would hit everything would shatter, including myself. I sat there for awhile soaking that in and having a complete ball. My friend was trying to peel an orange for an hour (an actual hour, not what I thought was an hour at the time) and having the hardest time ever doing it. We then call our other friend, who I'll refer to as Lil Bitch, because he never wants to hang out with us while we're high, seeing as he doesn't. But this time, magically he decides to come over. We decide to meet him halfway, but instead of walking towards his house, we walk the opposite way and end up at a convenient store where one of our friends works. We both buy a snapple and some oranges and just sit behind the counter conversing with our friend. I was amazed with the Quik-Draw lotto thing on the tv, with the ball hitting the numbers. More times than not the ball would fly off the tv screen and fade away into isle 3. Lil Bitch came looking for us and started yelling at us, yet we had absolutely no clue what he was talking about. I ended up throwing a chicken wing at him and running home. After that I sat at my computer watching my MilkDrop (plugin for Winamp, very trippy) and eventually I fell asleep on the couch.
I don't know why I had to put this up on the forum, but I just thought I would. This was a very good day indeed, and my friend was quite happy with his first time and looks forward to many more experiences. Thanks for reading, guys.
[Edit: I changed the title from "Just another hemp story..." so it would comply with the forum guidelines. -C22]
[ 09 April 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
Hi, you guys. This is my first time posting on Bluelight, or anywhere on this topic, so just bear with me

I had just received just over a gram of extraordinairally good stuff from my dealer, just about a gram and a half which was in 2 cones about the same size (I don't usually pay by the gram, but this was special stuff). That next day, Saturday, I go on over to my best friend's house, which is the chosen toke spot because his folks are out for the day. So anyways, I crunch up one of the cones in his coffee grinder and roll up a nice little joint. We head on up to his room and smoke that up in a pretty short time. This was really good stuff, so after my first hit I just sort of fell onto my back on his bed just dreaming of how good this is going to be. We pass that back and forth probably a dozen times each, and then throw the roach out the window. This was my friend's first time, so he got really paranoid and lit 6 pieces of incense and we took all the sheets off his bed and febreezed them. So we're just sitting back listening to some music and watching some tv with no sound. I have no clue what he was up to on the bed, but I was down on the carpet just pulsing with the music havin' a great old time. Then I look over my shoulder and see the little baggie and remember that we have another cone left. So I out of nowhere smack my friend on the stomach, which scares the shit out of him and we both burst into hysterics. So I whip out my bong that I brought with me and we shove the cone in the hitter and light 'er up. I show him the wonders of sliders. I let him take the first hit so I could blindside him by opening up the slide. You can just see the thick smoke that encircles his head as he nearly coughs up a lung (1st time, remember). I clear out the chamber and refill it, then clear it again

I don't know why I had to put this up on the forum, but I just thought I would. This was a very good day indeed, and my friend was quite happy with his first time and looks forward to many more experiences. Thanks for reading, guys.
[Edit: I changed the title from "Just another hemp story..." so it would comply with the forum guidelines. -C22]
[ 09 April 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]