Loading ...Get your mind out of the gutter! I’m talking about the first time you smoked out.
Hard to believe it has been almost 16 years since my first session. I was living in the Philippines. It was a friday night and me and a friend had been planning it all week. From getting the doobie, to getting matches, and where we would do it. We were on a military base, so we had to be extra careful. Needless to say, that playground down the street was never so much fun and Chex Mix never tasted so good.
It is nice to think back to those early days. I hope you find time to register and maybe share your first time.
Smoke em’ if ya got em’.
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yeah my first time was new years eve when i was 17 years old and i was at a party and i smelled something that i never smelled before. so i thought i’d go check it out. there was a guy sitting there smoking out of a glass piece (bowl) and i had never seen one of those before. so these guys invite me to sit with them and smoke and i was a little hesistant at first cuz i was already drunk as a skunk lol. so i smoked about an 1/8th of some dro, at the time i had no idea what the difference was, and i had never felt so great in my life, everything had a different effect on me. and i can tell ya that hypnotiq couldn’t have tasted any better than it did that night.
Hey pirateskank, your lucky you got to experience a glass piece right away. All I had was papers, a coke can, plastic bongs or an apple for an apple bong for the first couple of years. It was probably three years of tokin before glass made its blessed appearance. Now there are clear rolling papers. Gotta love it!
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In my bedroom, with my parents home. Seriously. My friend brought over a joint and we smoked out my room. Nothing like the safety of your own room. The kitchen was nice and close too.
The first time i got high was at a friends house. A bunch of my friends usually get together there where we just bullshit and play video games. One of my friends always kept on pestering me, but I always managed to resist the urge and just held my breath as a continuous barrage of second hand smoke was blown in my direction. I finally gave in, as that was the only way of stopping him . I took one deep breath and held it for 10 seconds as that was the rule for biginners. I blew out and waited for a couple of seconds till it finally hit me. The rush was incredible, I was overwhelmed by my new hightend sence of awareness. I turned looked at my friends and all of a sudden it seemed like I was in an old kung fu movie, everytime someone spoke there was a slight delay. You would hear the words but the the lips wern’t quiet in sync. I was like wow! this is good shit.I then ate my first meal under the influence, pringels have never tasted so good. The flavors of of just salt and cheese seemed like some gourmet meal that you would eat at some fine establishment where you would pay an expensive fee. Yup out of a pringels can. I finished the whole container in a few minutes but I kept reaching in thinking there was still some left. My hopes were dashed as I came to the realization that the can was empty and I was so high I kept thinking that there was still one left. I then abandoned my quest and found another pastime where I found out that my sense of touch was greatly enhanced as well. I then did the stevie wonder on the couch as my head felt like it was on a cloud floating into the atmosphere. Every fiber on my scalp felt like a soft pin prick that would radiate throughout my whole body. I was officially baked. Mind you that smoking out of a water bong for your first time is not a very good idea. It hit me like a train and lasted me thru the next day. I was pretty aprehensive knowing the fact that we were supposed to go bodyboarding and a high surf advisory had been posted for south facing shores. Luckly after breakfast the danger had subsided, the high!, but not the surf and my friends and I had an epic session. I would like to thank al my friends who were always there for me to give me advise on the positive aspects of weed. Thank you for giving me honest opinions on your experiences and never patronizing me not even once. I would have never gotten to the level I have today without you guys ( you know who you are ). I am eternally greatful, THANK YOU!
the first time i smoked was behind my dads house when i was 13. i smoked with a couple of my sisters friends.
I’m the only peson I ever met (other than my friends that were with me) that this happened to.
I STARTED SMOKING POT ON ACCIDENT!
Me and my three friends (I was seven!, Justin and Tim were Nine, and Trevor was twelve) stole cigarettes from Tim’s mom and dad. they weren’t well off so they rolled thier own alot and us being young we usualy split one cigarette between the four of us. One particular day we “found” a “cig” in Tim’s mom’s room and we all sit in his livingroom and smoke it up. We just stared laughing at nothing and everything all at once! lol We sat and played Mortal Combat until Tim’s mom came home and she knew what was up instantly. She made us eat something and told us what happened. Then she made us stay there until were sober and sent us home. It only took us thrre days to figure out we could bribe her for more pot and I’ve been tokin ever since!
my first time was at my Grandma’s house with my brother. He pulled out a fatty ass bubbler and asked me to smoke with him.so I said yes. And we had a good old time.
my first time smoking, i was like 12, and i walked in on my mo smoking.
and i was all liek WTF isnt that illeagl???
and she was all like yeah want some.
hahahaha.
and she expected me to never do drug…
ps.
she was mormen at the time
i told myself i would never do it. i was gonna be a good girl, and sit back while my friends and family blazed it without me. underneath all of the peer pressure, i held strong. i wasn’t going to give in. i was perfectly fine without it…
i estimate that there were about 9 people in the circle. there were 2 bowls and a steamroller. i sat in the circle, but passed the piece to the next taker without sparking it. my friends called me the good girl, the newcomers all wondered why i hung out, but never participated.
kelsey passed me the pipe, and the little white boy next to me anxiously awaited the piece in my hand. with the bowl, came a lighter, and i knew that that was all i needed. i looked around at the red-eyed, hungry faces around me, wrapped my lips around the stem, torched the green, and inhaled… everyone watched, some clapped, some gasped, but all attention was on me.
nothing happened… yet…
bowl after bowl, hit after hit. my first time meeting mary-jane, and i was baked outta my mind. i loved it. i couldn’t believe it took me so long, but at the age of 15, it was bound to happen. kelsey and i made our way to the kitchen, and ate an entire box of bananas. it doesn’t get much betta than that!
3 years later and i’m still tokin strong, imma weed head
keep on chokin!!!
nice my family smoked wit me my first time so but i didnt git hungry i was to high
my first time was messed up. it was with my sister in my my kitchen so it was perfect hit my first bong ever when i was 11 its was awsome
mine was so last summer:D with my boyfriend who did it a lot and i never tried it. then him and his friend tate asked me if i wanted to and i was like why not. shiit i was so gone after a couple hits. i was rollin on the floor laughin my ass off. then i got all sobered up and lost my actual virginity. i love stevieee.