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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:39 AM
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The first time you got stoned: what happened?
I re(e)fer to the first time you smoked dat ol marihuana. Where were you (or could you tell)? Who gave it to you and what did it do to yer head?

For me, it was 1973 at the Ozark Mountain Folkfair near Eureka Springs. Blind Melon Fuller and I had brought a gallon jug of Evan Williams and apple juice 50/50 into the outdoor amphitheatre and were sipping away when some Earthdawg behind us offered to trade a joint for a pint of what Fuller told him was Hot Springs Water.

Well, a few hits later, The Earl Scruggs Revue started up. Halfway into their second song, I found that I had shrunk to 3/4 of an inch in height (with shoes on) and was standing on the bridge of Earl's banjo, watching his fingers strike lightning from the strings. The tingle through my feet was so delicious that my brain had an orgasm that lasted for sixteen hours--well into their third song!

If it hadn't been for Weed, I would never have discovered that Earl Scruggs is God!

How about you?

:smoke:
dbt
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kanrok Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:42 AM
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1. My head , arms, back and legs hurt for a week
after they quit hurling rocks at me.
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trumad Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:45 AM
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2. I hid in the backseat of my car and thought every red light was a cop..
Once I got over that I went to 7/11 and ate 5 packs of Little Debbies...

I ain't shiten ya...
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ikojo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:46 AM
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3. Although I've never been one to indulge in herb, I
respect this thread....


JAY DAY is MAY DAY!!!!


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NewHampshireDem Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:47 AM
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4. I was ...
swaddled in bubble wrap, packed in styrofoam peanuts, put into a cardboard box, and stowed away in the attic.

Oh, wait, you said stoned. Oops ... my bad (pun).
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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:52 AM
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5. I am watching this thread closely
While I am singing on top of the windmill. I flew up here. My sister is threatening to fly up here to get me down.

Punish away, NHD!

:smoke:
dbt
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southpaw Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:09 AM
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24. Do I Detect a Jim Stafford Reference???
Wild Wood Weed?

"...Well he dug and he burned
And he burned and he dug
'Till he killed all our pretty little weeds.
As he drove away
We just smiled and waved...
Sittin on that big ol' sack o' seeds..."
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GumboYaYa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:57 AM
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6. I got high for the first time in 1983 with a friend and two
guys who kept a camper at my grandparents lake house. The two older guys had a thing going that one was hiding from his wife so they would sneak away to their camper on the weekends. My friend and I were spending a weekend at the lake skiing and were out hiking around at night. We stumbled on the two guys smoking some weed and they offered us some. My buddy had smoked before and quickly took a hit. Not to be odd man out, I followed suit. We smoked quite a bit that night on top of quite a few beers that had been consumed earlier. My buddy ended up getting way to f$%#ed up and passed out in front of the camp on the ground. Not me, I knew as soon as I got that first buzz that I had found something I liked.
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Nicholas D Wolfwood Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 06:59 AM
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7. One of my best friends was just about to be deported
He's Palestinian and after 9/11, they gave him a hard time even though he had a valid student visa and all. He didn't think it worth the effort of proving himself time and time again and so he just decided it'd be best to leave. But anyway, he and my other best friend were pretty heavy into drugs, but I never was, so of course they always tried to get me stoned. As my going away present to him, I decided I'd get stoned for the first time with him. It all gets a little hazy from there, mostly because I was also drinking heavily (that was MY forte, after all) but I remember it being a really mellow yet intense version of being drunk. Since then, I haven't turned back. <lights up the one-hitter> :smoke:
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mopaul Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:04 AM
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8. memphis, 1969
i had stolen my folks car and run away from home, and pulled over in memphis. i saw a hippie hitch hiking and picked him up. i was feeling free and crazy and i wanted to try some weed, so i just asked him where i could get it. he said go here to a fast food place. he went in, and came out with an fat ounce. $18 cash.

then we went to his place where his girlfriend was, and we began smoking like crazy. they were layed out on the floor and i wasn't feeling a thing. i said, this shit ain't doing a thing for me----then it hit. felt like an iron band around my head, but nice. everything got fuzzy and distant. felt a physical thrill, and turned into a pile of mush.

the two hippies started making out, and i excused myself, and went driving blindly around memphis, a town, i'd never been in.

i apparently drove around for many hours, none of which i remember.
then i noticed a very large black man sitting next to me in the front seat, with a bottle of ripple. when did i pick him up? i couldn't remember. i said, 'what's your name again?', joe he says.

we pull into a liquor store and he comes out with beer and more ripple. we go to his place to git high. the place is full of his friends, all drinking and partying. a couple of the girls were half naked form the waist up. joe says, 'mo here's got some good smoke', and we started twistin' em up and fillin my little hashpipe and we all got wasted.

i was the only white dude there, and naive as hell. but it was fun. i eventually left and went and got a room at the memphis hotel.
i got wasted, and watched 'young man with a horn' with kirk douglas.
it was strangely inspirational to me, and i passed out.

the next morning i went to my car, which i hadn't locked, and someone had stolen my acoustic guitar, and bucket of kfc.

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trumad Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:08 AM
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10. "very large black man sitting next to me in the front seat,
with a bottle of ripple".

Jesus Mo...It's too damn early for me to spit coffe out of my nose....
ROTFLMAO
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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:20 AM
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11. 18 dollars for an OUNCE?????
I weep for my country!

:evilgrin:
dbt
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mopaul Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:23 AM
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12. it was usually $15
i found out later, and it stayed that price for years. when it went to 20 bucks, i refused to pay it. only exotic stuff would be worth that. hawaiian, jamaican, vietnamese, etc. i finally gave in and payed 20, then 30 etc, don't even want to talk about what it is now
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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:27 AM
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13. Oh yeah. Now I remember DIMLY
and it was a "lid," wadnit?

:hippie:
dbt
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m-jean03 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 12:20 PM
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31. OMG, That's SO FUNNY!!
That's a beautiful story, mopaul, thanks for sharing!
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Whitacre D_WI Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 07:05 AM
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9. I went to Taco Bell.
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Bonhomme Richard Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:03 AM
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14. LOL, I can't remember. n/t
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Bonhomme Richard Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:42 AM
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27. Now I remember.. I went surfing........
Edited on Sat May-01-04 09:43 AM by Oz
Hanging with friends and smoked a joint under the boardwalk. Spent the rest of the day surfing.
Ended up getting busted in the same town a year later. Shit happens.
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OneBlueSky Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:15 AM
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15. was at a friend's house, and ended up lying on the floor . . .
right in front of his stereo speakers . . . "That's a GREAT stereo!" I told him . . . "Gotta get me one of them!" . . .
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lindashaw Donating Member (921 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:15 AM
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16. I've never used pot.
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Sentath Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 02:02 PM
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34. I've never voluntarily used pot
But I was over at the apartment of a guy who went by 'Troll', for a game of DnD and he and ... the other guy (this was in '91, '92?) kept stepping back to a rear bedroom. I finally asked what was going on and they said they were doing bong hits and offered me some. I was naive and scared and said NO.

Had to leave a little later, my back teeth tasted metallic blue and I was a bit freaked. Distances seemed a bit 'funny' on the drive home, but I made it safely.
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aljones Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:26 AM
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17. maybe 1997-98
i was still in high school my eleventh grade year!!! i spent the night with my best friend, we went out in my brand new car. ran into a guy we knew, next thing i know we are on our way to a drug dealer house to buy "the stuff"!!! we went back to her house and after that i remember the two of them being really hungry and me just wanting to lay in the couch. the next morning i had to get up and go to work. on my way there i smoke a cigarette (Marlboro light) and thought i was gonna die. i was high all day at work. from that day on i was scared of "the stuff".


smile ally
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woofless Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:32 AM
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18. S.Fla, 1970, we were 18 and Denny's older brother had just come back
from Germany. He was on a mission to turn us on. We got high and I didn't feel a thing,I THOUGHT! We went down to the port of Miami to inspect the cruise ship we had booked a room to Nassau on. (We did that every summer. What a party.) On the way back to Hollywood we stopped at Mickey D's where I demolished two Big Macs and fries, all the while denying that I felt a thing from the reefer. Back at the house big bro' starts teasing me and telling me the cops were on the way, your ass is grass, etc. I got so paranoid I jumped in the pool and dove to the bottom thinking that I could hide from the cops. Yup, it was that kind of day. In those days a huge bag of Jamaican, over an ounce, was $15.00. A couple of years later Colombian was selling for $25.00 a weight ounce. Still not worth more than that in my opinion. That's what prohibition will do for you. The only ones who profit are the criminals so leave us normal people alone dammit!

Woof
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Bertha Venation Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:42 AM
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19. It hasn't happened yet, but if the FMA passes it's just a matter of time
before stoning enters the lawbooks as an appropriate sentence.

(Too obscure?)
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Tina H Donating Member (550 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:44 AM
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20. Got lost in the BART transit system at 5.30 am on a weekday morning.
I ended up out in Contra Costa County. Probably safer than if I had ended up on the Hayward line.

by 8 am I was unhigh and happily at work at my job in downtown sf.
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Buns_of_Fire Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 08:45 AM
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21. It was pretty close to what Jim Stafford experienced...
The name of this song is 'The Wildwood Flower' -- Now 'The Wildwood Flower' is an old country classic, that's gained a whole new popularity. The song isn't any more popular, but the flower is doin' real good...

The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed
I didn't gave it much thought...
One day I was out there talking to my brother
Reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then everything was gone

(I didn't know what happened, but I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin' burlap)

I come to and my brother was there
And he said, 'What's wrong with your eyes?'
I said, 'I don't know, I was chewing on a weed'
He said, 'Let me give it a try'
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him 'bout six o'clock the next mornin'
Naked, swinging on the windmill

(He said he flew up there. Damn fool, I had to fly up and get him down. He was about half crazy...)

The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds
And put 'em in the sun to dry
Then we mashed 'em up and we cleaned 'em all
And put 'em in the corncob pipe
Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be a habit
We didn't see no harm
We thought it was kind of handy
To take a trip and never leave the farm

(A big ol' puff on the wildwood weed, next thing you know we's just wandering behind the little animals...)

All good things gotta come to an end,
And it's the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington come by
And he spied us and he turned white as a sheet
And he dug and he burned
And he burned and he dug
And he killed all our cute little weeds
Then he drove away...
We just smiled and waved...

(Sittin' there on that sack of seeds...) :smoke:
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Failure Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:03 AM
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22. I....Can't....Remember?!?!?!
j/k- I was chillin' in my dorm room at school (high school). There was a vent in the bathroom above the toilet, and we'd stand on the toilet and smoke cigarettes and blow the smoke up into the vent...the suction took it right up and out. Well, this girl I knew who worked in the cafeteria gave me a "J" so I just sparked it, smoked it, and went downstairs to the vending machine and blew the 10 bucks in Quarters I was gonna use to do laundry on twix, snickers, etc. Some people say you don't get stoned the first time you smoke....bullshit. I was ripped.


failure,.
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DS1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:04 AM
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23. First time I smoked? Nothing? Second time? Nope. 6th time...
bang zoom to the moon Alice!

It would appear that my body wasn't too quick to react, but I kept trying :evilgrin:
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VOX Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:28 PM
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39. Same here: 1st time, zip. 2nd, hmmm. 3rd, "Open the pod bay door, HAL!"
All in the timing.

:toast:
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ldf Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:31 AM
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25. sorry friend,
but you smoked a joint laced with something. pot will not do what you said you experienced.

but it does sound like you had a great time. ah, memories....
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LuCifer Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 09:37 AM
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26. Now THIS is a brain-teaser!
Ok, I might need about half an hour to recall THIS one! Ok, it was early 1988...I was watching Queen Live In Rio, which kicks friggin ass, very hard to find, but I'm sure Ebay or Amazon's got it. And I think I just conked out!!!!! Well, the 151 I was mixing in my soda (I don't drink that brand any more since they fund the GOP!) probably had something to do with it!

Lu Cifer
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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 10:08 AM
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28. Ah, you Glorious Gaggle of Degenerates!
Here's to us all!

:smoke:
dbt

Meanwhile, the staunchly drug-free launch WarPorn in Iraq!
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achtung_circus Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 10:36 AM
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29. I was 17
so this would have been spring 1973 or so. I had been dating a girl who took me to her place one afternoon instead of physics class.

We smoked a joint, she moved the speakers in to middle of the living room on either side of my head and put the just released Dark Side of the Moon on the turntable.

I thought the helicopters were coming in to land in my brain.

Turns out it was her, she was landing on a part of my anatomy only marginally connected to my brain.

That was a trifecta day.
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mkultra Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 11:51 AM
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30. I was thirteen
and i was working over the summer at a gas station that my Dads Friend owned. It was a straight low rent place that mostly did minor maintenance work. I would sweep the floors and cleanup and do minor crap for peanuts.

Anyway, I was sitting in the office with him and his friend. They where having some conversation that went mute when i walked in. After a short uncomfortable silence, he said "do you ever get stoned?" I kinda shrugged and said no. I know all about it it though. When he asked if i wanted to and i said "sure", he pulled a bong from behind some loose paneling on the wall.

He told me in his assholish way that he would kick my ass if i told my day. Then he loaded the bowl and fired me up.


Input to my brain started to fade a bit with sound fading and and returning while my vision would blur purple in spots. Things straightened out after what seemed like a really long 2 minutes. Then my senses kicked into overdrive.

The formica counter was incredibly gray and extremely cold to the touch. The sunlight was rich with yellow and white. Grease marked books seemed enjoyably important looking. the register looked double dingy dirty.

Someone pulled up and ran over the air tube making the bell ring crystal clear and long. He walked out of the garage bay wiping his hands and looking at me. It seemed like at that point he realized that i was to stoned to recognize my duty, he smiled real big and went out to help the lady.

Anyway, the whole experience was so packed with experiences that i cant relate them all.

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m-jean03 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 12:29 PM
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32. I was 15. I left my new Stoner Friend's scarf in the woods
And she made me go back to get it. The sun was setting, and I temporarily lost all sense of direction. The light from the sun was incredible on the madrona trees, so very red, like I had never seen before. I panicked but also felt thrilled, Iike I was really living on the edge!! This was LIVING, I thought. :-) :-)

I don't do that very much these days. I really over-did it when I was in HS, I think.
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LDS Jock Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 12:31 PM
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33. marijuana virgin here
but I will come back and post if I do ever use it.
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Guaranteed Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 02:43 PM
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35. OMG don't make me relive this LOL
Wasn't even the first time, actually....I smoked pot for a year and a half without even feeling anything.

The first time I actually got stoned was when I was 16- I dropped acid and took two huge bongrips of a friend's homegrown...

^%$&(*&)(@$Q$#@KABOOM(*&*&)*&%$%#@$#%^&*

My visual field turned into a TV screen that was pulsating back and forth from the horizon back to "right in front of me" (yeah getting out there, I know- I don't expect you to understand this), moving back and forth, back and forth. I felt like I totally lost control of my senses.

Basically, I went nuts. I totally freaked out. This was my first truly psychedelic experience, and I didn't like the feeling of not having control of my mind.

So, then I went home and told my mother I was having an anxiety attack (which she had a history of, but I had never had). She gave me an Ambien, which put me halfway to sleep. About an hour later, after she took my friend home, she came back into the room and asked me if I'd taken any drugs. I came clean and told her about the acid and the pot. She was clearly disappointed, but didn't freak out- she's not reactionary to that kind of thing.

Then I watched TV for about three hours, and once the Ambien kicked in and calmed me down, I was having a great time. Little did I know that I wasn't even feeling the full effects of the acid yet.

I dozed off to sleep after watching Seinfeld- I remember it being an absolutely hilarious episode, and a couple hours later my mother came in and woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked at her. Now, I don't think that there's anything more traumatic in someone's life than seeing your mother's facial features coalescing together in a totally different way than you have known for your entire life, and that's exactly what happened to me. I said, "Oh, shit." She looked like a totally different person, I hardly recognized her. Only knew intellectually that it was her. Then- and this is the best part- she asked me, "Do I look weird?" LOL I just nodded and went back to sleep.

Never took acid again. Smoked plenty of pot since, although I've had something of a love/hate relationship with it. Never really liked it that much, don't do it anymore. I prefer the booze.
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Taverner Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 02:44 PM
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36. 9th Grade, Right before Spanish Class
If not for the weed, I never would have learned how to pronounce "Anejo"
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bruce21040 Donating Member (110 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 03:53 PM
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37. I will let you know when it happens.
Of course, I'm 45 now and never used any drugs, so I don't think I will chance my few age addled braincells to extermination now.
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Snellius Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:13 PM
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38. When a kid, my friend Tommy read about Morning Glory seeds
In Parade Magazine of all places. The article, of course, was trying to warn parents about the potential evils of the psychedelic seeds, but for us kids it was like "Wow. High on Morning Glory seeds. Got to try that.". The local nursery probably wondered why a kid was buying 20 packs of "Heavenly Blues" and "Pearly Gates" but they sure lived up to their names -- after making us, ground up to a powder and swallowed in juice, sick as dogs for an hour or two.
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XNASA Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:32 PM
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40. I took my pants off over my head.
And that's not as easy as it sounds.
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mdmc Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:32 PM
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41. I laughed
and laughed, and...
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JAbuchan08 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:57 PM
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42. I scientifically investigated the experience
"Whoaaa!Dude! My depth preception is messed up. See my hand - it's really near and now its far, and this waterbed feels cold and warm at the same time. Oh no! I better go back to my house so my parents don't find out" Upon reflection that was a lapse in judgment - though they didn't catch me until a couple years later. I was pretty young about 14, amazing I turned out like I did.
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La Lioness Priyanka Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat May-01-04 04:59 PM
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43. wrote a bunch of melodramatic poetry
wasnt that bad actually
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