I puked smoking weed once.
It was in the tenth grade on a Friday night. Me and my friends left school at the end of the day, bought some weed, saw some people down at the forest by the school that everyone blazed at, got a huge group together, pooled our pot together and smoked a little bit more than an eighth within the span of about a half an hour (there were lots of us.) I had only been smoking pot for about a month, and it was one of the first times I was actually really high, so, as you can guess, I got completely fucked.
Afterward, we just walked around for a bit, then I started to feel really sick. We went to my buddy's cousin's house (there were only three of us by now) to go grab some money, then we went to McDonald's. I had a really bad feeling about this, as I was feeling like crap and I thought that if I took one bite of anything, that would just make everything worse. That said, I was stupid and a newbie pot smoker and decided to just get a large fries anyway. We went into the PlayPlace after we got our food since nobody was in there and we just wanted to chill, so my friends mow down their burgers while I ate my fries one by one very carefully. Eventually, after the third or fourth fry, I lost it - I puked up red shit all over the floor and all over the play equipment.
After this, we booked it out of the building before anybody could ask us what was up. I started to feel a bit better so I mowed down my fries within a couple of minutes - bad mistake. We went back to my buddy's cousin's house just to chill for a bit where I started to feel even worse. I laid on his bed quietly for about ten minutes before I was at it again - this time, all over my buddy's cousin's carpet before I eventually made my way to the toilet.
Me and my buddy then decided that it would be a terrible idea if I slept over at his house, so I went for a bit of a walk, got my dad to pick me up, went to bed at six PM and woke up at seven-thirty AM the next morning.