I was so high me and my homies took 2 blunts to the face each, HIGH AS FUCK we went to a nearby liquor store to buy 2 more swishers. I go to this place all the time and know the owner, an asian dude named Charlie. But being high as shit he gave me my change and I karate chopped my change out of his hand and said "Do you think you're Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?" I still go there on the daily.
I spent the summer holidays in Poland to visit my family. I was chilling with my neighbour and decided to blaze together. We got high beside a church (which I felt really bad for but I didn't know it was one until I read the sign on the front). We smoked at this hill in the forest, and I almost fell on my face going down the trail back down. We went into a grocery store and bought chips and chocolate bars. I had to go to my cousins has at 5 pm which was in 2 hours. My grandparents didn't know I was high as fuck or neither did my aunt or uncle. While at my cousins house, it started to pour rain and then there was thunder. They live in a high rise apartment so a black cloud was as high as their windows. I was freaked out that I was going to die, but it was an awesome experience seeing a storm like that. That was the first time I got baked in Poland.
My friend and I got really baked a few days ago. We smoked by the river I live by and we took a walk. He sat down in an area where there were no lights to look up at the sky. I saw the stars drifting apart, and I thought about how the dark never ends it goes on forever and how far the stars were. We talked about if there was no gravity and we would start floating into space. Then we went back to my house, sat on the couch listening to reggae. I made the weirdest sound ever and we started laughing for 5 minutes straight. My friend sounds like an old grandpa when she laughs so I laughed even harder. I hate half a burger, a whole bag of chips and 3 popsicles. I stayed up until 5 am and listened to music while my friend passed out at 12. I love the stars, but now when I look at them im scared I will float into space LOL
I had just scored an eighth of weed, and realized that the movie Drive was playing at a dollar theater about an hour away. For those of you that don't know what Drive is, it's that movie with Ryan Gosling with an awesome soundtrack and killer cinematography. It's one of those movies you don't need to get high to because the experience itself is a high. Anyway, I rounded up two friends and made it over to the theater. There were some people in the parking lot so I drove about a half mile to a desolate parking lot outside an old Staples. I lit up the bowl, took a few hits, and passed it to my friends. I'm not a heavy user so it didn't take me much to get pretty blazed, likewise with my friends. The movie experience was definitely something you must experience for yourself. We paid 75 cents to see it and was worth every penny. To add to the atmosphere, the movie theater looked like it hadn't changed since the 80's so the nostalgia factor was up there. After the movie ended, the munchies had kicked in so we journeyed on over to Denny's to end the pretty spectacular evening. Not a funny story, just an awesome experience.
So we were going for a ride, and I dropped my phone in the middle between the two front seats. Since it was dark, being the genius I am, I used my lighter as a light and didn't realize my hair was "dangling" ... into the flame. Therefore, I lit my hair on fire, thinking my whole head was up in flames. ... One benefit of lighting ur hair on fire, it covers the smell of ur weed hah.
