JointsNRoaches
Bluelighter
Just thought I’d share my experiences with you. This happened on the morning of my 16th birthday while I had a couple of friends over.
Iv smoked weed every now and then for a while now and occasionally light up with a couple of friends who smoke less than I do. I had two guys over that night and we just played x box and watched movies all night until my parents went to sleep. When they did, we all smoked a joint each in my back yard.
Both of my friends smoked theirs really quickly. I had about half of mine left by the time they were finishing up and tossing their roaches. About 2 minutes later one of my friends started tripping out saying that his head is spinning, his heart pounding and his body vibrating. I told him that was how this weed felt, I had smoked it many times before and all he described to me was a more intense version of everything I had felt and liked about this strain before. I told him to come inside and chill in front of the TV because he was gonna be fine and he said he couldn’t move and wanted to throw up. He did. Alot.
When he was finished he crawled (literally) inside and laid down on a mattress next to a bucket and a bottle of water. He kept throwing up and tripping out. I seriously thought he had swallowed a sneaky tab or something when I wasn’t looking. Part of me was freaking out but I was mostly calm because I knew that he wasn’t gonna die and that if he slept he would most likely wake up fine. He and my other friend did not agree. They were freaking out and decided that he needed to see a doctor. On the 22nd of December at 1 am?! Fat chance! So he was willing to settle for the next best thing, a nurse. Funnily enough, my mum is a nurse so they persisted that I wake my mum so she can treat him. I knew this wasn’t necessary, Iv seen friends throw up after smoking weed before and have done it myself but no matter how often I told them this they insisted I wake my mum. So I did.
Instead of actually getting busted, I literally waltzed into my mum’s bedroom, woke her and admitted to her that I had been smoking weed in the backyard. She was obviously not best pleased and neither was I when she came into the room and told him, almost word for word what I had previously said. And he did wake up fine. Happy birthday me.
Iv smoked weed every now and then for a while now and occasionally light up with a couple of friends who smoke less than I do. I had two guys over that night and we just played x box and watched movies all night until my parents went to sleep. When they did, we all smoked a joint each in my back yard.
Both of my friends smoked theirs really quickly. I had about half of mine left by the time they were finishing up and tossing their roaches. About 2 minutes later one of my friends started tripping out saying that his head is spinning, his heart pounding and his body vibrating. I told him that was how this weed felt, I had smoked it many times before and all he described to me was a more intense version of everything I had felt and liked about this strain before. I told him to come inside and chill in front of the TV because he was gonna be fine and he said he couldn’t move and wanted to throw up. He did. Alot.
When he was finished he crawled (literally) inside and laid down on a mattress next to a bucket and a bottle of water. He kept throwing up and tripping out. I seriously thought he had swallowed a sneaky tab or something when I wasn’t looking. Part of me was freaking out but I was mostly calm because I knew that he wasn’t gonna die and that if he slept he would most likely wake up fine. He and my other friend did not agree. They were freaking out and decided that he needed to see a doctor. On the 22nd of December at 1 am?! Fat chance! So he was willing to settle for the next best thing, a nurse. Funnily enough, my mum is a nurse so they persisted that I wake my mum so she can treat him. I knew this wasn’t necessary, Iv seen friends throw up after smoking weed before and have done it myself but no matter how often I told them this they insisted I wake my mum. So I did.
Instead of actually getting busted, I literally waltzed into my mum’s bedroom, woke her and admitted to her that I had been smoking weed in the backyard. She was obviously not best pleased and neither was I when she came into the room and told him, almost word for word what I had previously said. And he did wake up fine. Happy birthday me.
