Do you remember the First Time?

During the time i was probably about 13 and in the 7th grade I rolled my first joint by myself and i smoked it in front of my house and then. It was my first time smoking a joint so i didn't know what to expect, but all of a sudden i went into my room fell asleep, woke up for school feeling relaxed, so i woke up high. I can't believe that i knew to pick out the seeds and stems... There was one seed that got into the joint and when i lit it and took one hit i heard something pop and i ws like " what the!..." shyeah it was great.

first time i smoked i was a senior in High School ( i know, a late bloomer). my buddy got suspedned for beating some kid up so me and this girl i used to hang wit skipped school and hit up his house. he rolled up a dutch of some purplish shit he had and we smoked the whole thing. i didnt really get high though, maybe because i didnt know what to expect. i dunno. he and her were out of their minds though! ever since them im constantly in the Stratosphere.

my first time was in the when it was my second year in high school and it was me and my brother and some other people i didnt know. who became my friends after i started smoking. i love how those things happen. so we smoked like 2 blunts and i took a couple bong rips. i was so high that i couldnt move my fingers and i wasnt on earth anymore my friends were talking to me and i couldnt hear em. so after we were done smoking i went into the house and drank hella soda and ate some chocalate and made something to eat. i was laying on the couch and i couldnt move my body at all. it was the most amazing high that i have ever had. that was the highest i have ever gotten and it was my first time.

i love smoking..


i remember my first time because i wont let my self forget. when im down on my look i remeber this day and it makes me happy

my first time...


i smoke that purple man. no joke. but know since i know about all the differnt strains ect im not that big ov fan of the purple since it always seems to give me headaches.


peace

Your nineteen hundred and eighty three - New Year's Eve.

A score and four ago.

Drunk on wine coolers in my car with 3 friends in ball-chilling cold. I believe the Doors were taking care of business on the cassette. We were heading to a party of about 100 people.

Da Bomb shit. It was a Spicoli scene as the car was way fogged by some tasty J's. It was the 1st for 3 of us, out of 4. We wound up crawling up the driveway to get to the party. Hung for about half hour before we went back for Round 2. Got in about 4AM, and despite a major hangover on New Years Day, have never looked back.

I remember certain early MJ moments vividly. I'd love to have the weed from then to smoke now to see if was really as good as I remember. There was some great, cotton-mouth, paranoia, cold sweat herb back in the day.

Looking back, I wish I'd have smoked more, not less.

my first time i got so fucking high that i passed out. the people i was with thought i was dead. they put makeup on my face and debated whether or not to leave me in a dumpster. luckily i woke up. the moral of the story is be careful who you get high with.

First time for me was going to a buddies house.....damn that was like 17 years ago. buddy fired up a $5 joint between 4 of us. I was the only rookie, but we were all BAKED. For the first 2 or 3 years that I smoked,I smoked only on weekends, and It was always hydro. I never knew what midrange was till I ran out and had to pay $40 for some midrange instead of $35 that I usually paid for the 'dro..Man those were the days. Now hydro is $50 ..I don't have that kind of money.

i remember it like yesterday. i was 10yo and me and a buddy of mine stole a fat bud from his brother (strain called seattles best) we went onto my friends roof and i rolled my first joint. unlike pizip i didnt get the sticks out and there was a hole in it but we went to the moon. two kids on a roof

my first time i got high with my sister i always went with her and she'd smoke around me N stuff but i never wanted to my 10th birthday she gave me a ciggerette and i tryed smoking that and i didnt finish so they passed me a blunt took a few puffs been pufferin ever sinse great times i tell ya

Wow,
I started this thread one night ages ago when I was pretty ripped and I just had a read back through all of them as I hadnt re-visited this thread for a while.
They are some special moments that will go to the grave with each of you, thanks for sharing and keep em coming, funny thing being a stoner, you can picture every story as if you were there too.

Man, when i was younger my best friends dad grew and mine would smoke right in front of me. I wouldnt say it drove me to smoking as well, but...it started like this. It was 5 years after i moved into my new town and many new friends had been made. Many lost. Fun years in retrospect looking back upon them with fully opened eyes, now probably bloodshot. My friend and i didnt know anything about weed besides the fact that you used a pipe to smoke it, and that we were both probably to noobish to roll a joint. With my quick thinking i summoned a pipe from the inside of my deep pocket that could hold many things, like a lighter, witch we also didnt happen to have. We used matches... to light a pipe... in the wind. And i breathed in, the smoke filled lungs clawing at my insides to be filled with air instead of the gas i forced it to take in. We were at a park, a dog park. And it was windy. When i asked my friend if he was messed up he said he wasn't even high. The world...was spinning, The ground as i walked undulated when my feet hit. Like a droplet of water falling a pond. I saw this every time i took a step forward. Finaly after many tries i found his problem. He was smoking it, but not really. He breathed in a just left the smoke in his mouth then blew it out. Without even taking it to his lungs. It was our first time, we felt bad,and good, like we just stole a candy bar and got away it. All in all great experience that i will never forget. And that feeling, love it.

damn those were the good ol days. my best friend was a black dude in Va. he got this powdery shake shit from his friend at school for free. we packed the whole twenty in a home made bowl that he made in shop. we were walkin home to go watch our high school football game. thats when the paranoia hit. leaves were blowing across the ground all around us. in our lifted state my paranoid friend thought all the leaves were frogs lol which were his phobia. i can still exactly remember how he said " god damn look at all these frogs, get them the fuck away from me"!! i tried to convince him they were just leaves but his paranoia started to make me think he was right. i got home and my dad looked at me and said" what the fuck is wrong with you"? he said you been drinking? then he said let me smell your breath. he took one wiff and said you been smoking pot boy! he is totally against it. i convinced him i wasnt and spent the whole football game thinking he could see me in the bleachers on t.v. and could see i was high lol.

Wow! When I was younger I sometimes would buy smoke from people that had kids and they smoked in front of them. I really was never comfortable with that and always wondered if the kids would smoke as well.
Your parents smoked in front of you ever since you can remember.

jacgrass420 said:

no i honestly dont, my parents smoked in front of me since i can remember... so its like always been around, no big deal really... i got a few kids high for their first time and my friend scotty mann... i smoke like 4 bowls ina row with this kid and he said he wasnt high, i was bAKED how could this be??? anyone ever heard that b4?

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I remember my first time pretty well. It was about my Junior year of High school and me and my friend were at my house and went to the back porch right outside my room to smoke. Ohh boy did we get stoned! We came back in my room and just started to laugh for quite a while and my friend said to me that we had to "de-stinkatize" and was the best line i have heard till this day.

it almost feels like we're talking about sex judging from all the nostalgia.

i remember feeling extremely nauseous (anyone else on this forum felt that way?)

i realy cant rember my first time exactly but i was young thou i think my brother got me my first bag lol but i always rember when i was young my friend stole some off his parents somked a lil and was to parnoid to take it home so i keep it it was like an 1/8th or a 1/4 it lasted so long i would smoke when i would stay home from school sick lol every once and a while damn i miss them days

my first time wasnt too awfully long ago, me and a couple buddies of mine wanted to go see the movie 300. They had a pretty fat sack, so they started to smoke, and I took maybe 3 hits and I was coughin my ass off. I was pretty damn high though.

krillianred said:

it almost feels like we're talking about sex judging from all the nostalgia.

i remember feeling extremely nauseous (anyone else on this forum felt that way?)

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Nauseaous from Sex?
Yeh I remember the first time, during foreplay and feeling the inside of a vagina nearly made me spew, its funny how things have changed. lol

I remember...I told my buddy I wanted to get high, mainly cause I knew he could get some. He came up with some stuff (that in retrospect, probably wasnt that great) but man I got blown. We sat in a very echo prone location and cackled for hours that night freaking over branches and shadows in the wind and shit.

My story:

I work in a legal support company. Basically I answer phones, place orders (couriers and court filings) and check on their status. Whenever an order gets fucked up, I hear about it first directly from the client. The problem is rarely my fault, but I get an earful from a pissed off client, apologize and tell the asswipe who fucked up about it. They don't get yelled at by anyone. It can be stressful as hell.

I didn't smoke weed at the time, and I've always had issues with anger and stress. One day I was having what could have been the worst day of my life. Client were bitching at me nonstop and I was about ready to throw my phone right out the window. I was visibly enraged. My friend had a little chat with our supervisor and shortly thereafter I was invited to go for a drive with my friend.

We got into his car (I was bitching about clients the whole time) and all of a sudden he, the mega-stoner, produced a beautiful glass pipe and a freezer bag full of weed. Until that point I had been militantly against the use of marijuana. I thought it was just for immature dumbasses who only identify themselves by what they smoke. But I decided to give it a try because I was about to choke the person who yelled at me about some shit I didn't do. I smoked one bowl of chronic with my friend, and shortly thereafter we returned to work.

The rest of the day I sat in my chair with a huge smile on my face ready to help out our clients with whatever they needed. I took more orders and solved more problems that day than I ever had before. I had found a new way to cope with the stressful occupation that is customer service.

I now smoke a bowl every day before going to work. Sometimes I'll have one during my lunch break as well if the day is going particularly horrible. I'm a model employee and I've had 2 raises and a promotion since I started smoking. I love the humble cannabis plant and all it's done for me.

And to think in school they told me weed had nothing to offer.