Cyrus420
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Why do you think you threw up?Tried some medical indica this weekend. The stuff growers make for super pain relief and the trichs are dark orange
Was fun for like 15 minutes then got intense couchlock and ended up puking in the tub from dizzyness
Fuck
JanesRain
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You've clearly never tried heavy indicas.
JanesRain
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Dude i had a brownie of this stuff. Hiding inside a blanket for 5 hours is great funNo. But I have only smoked it.
Now if you want to talk about 18 shots of Tequila.....
Been thereTried some medical indica this weekend. The stuff growers make for super pain relief and the trichs are dark orange
Was fun for like 15 minutes then got intense couchlock and ended up puking in the tub from dizzyness
Fuck
Budgoro88
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Love it lolTried some medical indica this weekend. The stuff growers make for super pain relief and the trichs are dark orange
Was fun for like 15 minutes then got intense couchlock and ended up puking in the tub from dizzyness
Fuck
Cyrus420
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I smoked some heavy shit but never threw up. Do you think it's possibly your own personal constitution?
Aren't you the same guy who stuck weed in his belly button and got high?
Lucky Luke
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No......
did go blind once (no kidding) for about an hr (still had a few cones in that time though)
did go blind once (no kidding) for about an hr (still had a few cones in that time though)
coreywebster
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The only time I have thrown up from smoking is if I smoke after been out on the booze. Not a good combo.
I have had many a whitey over the years and seen friends spew from throwing a whitey. I have span out to the point of not been able to sit up, in fact that used to be my aim before bed many years ago.
I threw a whitey in Amsterdam once, second time in that lovely place. I did the usual thing of buying a small amount of different herb from each coffee shop and of course its only polite to have a few coffees and skin up. I had had a few strong joints and by the 4th or 5th coffee shop I sat at the bar and proceeded to rack one up. Half way through I noticed my rizlas (papers) were a bit wet, I was sweating so much it was dripping into my joint. I figured I would head to the toilet and sit down. I got so hot I thought in my stoned mess of a mind that taking off some clothes would be a good idea. They were soaked through. I took off all my clothes in a toilet cubical, still sweating, oh dear, what can I do? It seemed a good idea to rap myself like a mummy in toilet roll to absorb the sweat.
30mins later the owner and proprietor of the coffee shop came knocking on the cubical to see if I was ok. I had to open the cubical door and his face was a picture when he saw me wrapped up like the mummy. He thought it was very funny. I was as white as the toilet roll that covered me. He was a good bloke, made me a toasty and gave me a glass of orange to bring me back to life.
The coffee shop was Rookies! Says it all, I was only 18 at the time.
I have had many a whitey over the years and seen friends spew from throwing a whitey. I have span out to the point of not been able to sit up, in fact that used to be my aim before bed many years ago.
I threw a whitey in Amsterdam once, second time in that lovely place. I did the usual thing of buying a small amount of different herb from each coffee shop and of course its only polite to have a few coffees and skin up. I had had a few strong joints and by the 4th or 5th coffee shop I sat at the bar and proceeded to rack one up. Half way through I noticed my rizlas (papers) were a bit wet, I was sweating so much it was dripping into my joint. I figured I would head to the toilet and sit down. I got so hot I thought in my stoned mess of a mind that taking off some clothes would be a good idea. They were soaked through. I took off all my clothes in a toilet cubical, still sweating, oh dear, what can I do? It seemed a good idea to rap myself like a mummy in toilet roll to absorb the sweat.
30mins later the owner and proprietor of the coffee shop came knocking on the cubical to see if I was ok. I had to open the cubical door and his face was a picture when he saw me wrapped up like the mummy. He thought it was very funny. I was as white as the toilet roll that covered me. He was a good bloke, made me a toasty and gave me a glass of orange to bring me back to life.
The coffee shop was Rookies! Says it all, I was only 18 at the time.