Limpet Chicken
Bluelighter
I needed a smoke yesterday, so I took out my last £5 to try and get some, nobody does 5 bags round here anymore, but I ended up paying half on with a friend of mine in town, we walked up to a local pub for a while to meet his dealer, he comes out with the bag, some light browny green skunk FULL of trichomes, all frosted and smelling to high heaven, with these little white bits of crack on the buds, I smoke weed everyday that I get the chance, but i'm not what you could call experienced with crack.
I had the bright idea of a blunt, so he buys a black cherry blunt tube, my favourite flavor so far, grinds it all in a metal grinder, and puts the whole bag into this blunt with just enough tobacco so it will roll in the right shape.
We fire up this huge blunt in a back alley somewhere, sitting down on some steps, within two drags, both of us experienced tokers are trashed, I find my heart rate has gone through the fucking roof, I'm buzzing like never before on pot, and I am actually tripping pretty hard.
So me and my friend walk back to the town center where there is the grass courtyard where all the goths, moshers and skaters hang out and crash on the grass with out mates, one of which buys me a macdonalds, because my mouth is so dry, I couldn't get my lips unstuck, resulting in a perma-grin, which comes straight back after eating and drinking all that I could.
Later, when I get back home, which wasn't at all easy, because my legs had gone comletely numb, as had my mouth, I just crashed out on the bed, and the wierd thing is, I THINK my fiancee was round with me, I even remember kissing her, but I don't know if she was actually there,
I was still tripping HARD at that time (around 8 PM, I came to town at around 3 pm-ish).
It is really confusing, as I haven't yet spoken to my fiancee today, we have a very good relationship, I am 18, and she is 15, but we get along perfectly, so I'm sure she will bee laughing as hard as me when I ask if she was there with me
I have smoked a LOT of weed/weed products in my time, but I have never once reached this level, I would rate it a +++, maybe even +++1/2:D
I had the bright idea of a blunt, so he buys a black cherry blunt tube, my favourite flavor so far, grinds it all in a metal grinder, and puts the whole bag into this blunt with just enough tobacco so it will roll in the right shape.
We fire up this huge blunt in a back alley somewhere, sitting down on some steps, within two drags, both of us experienced tokers are trashed, I find my heart rate has gone through the fucking roof, I'm buzzing like never before on pot, and I am actually tripping pretty hard.
So me and my friend walk back to the town center where there is the grass courtyard where all the goths, moshers and skaters hang out and crash on the grass with out mates, one of which buys me a macdonalds, because my mouth is so dry, I couldn't get my lips unstuck, resulting in a perma-grin, which comes straight back after eating and drinking all that I could.
Later, when I get back home, which wasn't at all easy, because my legs had gone comletely numb, as had my mouth, I just crashed out on the bed, and the wierd thing is, I THINK my fiancee was round with me, I even remember kissing her, but I don't know if she was actually there,
I was still tripping HARD at that time (around 8 PM, I came to town at around 3 pm-ish).
It is really confusing, as I haven't yet spoken to my fiancee today, we have a very good relationship, I am 18, and she is 15, but we get along perfectly, so I'm sure she will bee laughing as hard as me when I ask if she was there with me
I have smoked a LOT of weed/weed products in my time, but I have never once reached this level, I would rate it a +++, maybe even +++1/2:D
and I love her with all my heart.
