Your First Joint

My first was at the age of 14...my older brother and his mates were having bongs and they thought it would be funny to get me smashed and have a laugh....it was sticky ickys man and i was glued to that chair laughing my ass off for what felt like hours....aaahh good times!

dude my dad pulled me aside and said JAH RASTAFARI lives through the smoke and ever since then ive been tokin ,smokin ,rollin,and well u know gettin fucked up...

When I was about 13 a friend of mine stoled a joint from his older brothers dresser drawer.

About 2 blocks from my house was a city park. We sat under a tree and fired it up. We smoked the whole thing before I started feeling anything, then all of a sudden we were so F*cking high we couldn't stop laughing.

There we were rolling around on the grass and laughing like hell when a neighbor kid came riding up on his bicycle and told me that the cops were at my house & my dad was looking for me! WTF? How could they know?

So I head for home and sure enough there's one of 'San Diego's finest' cars sitting in our driveway! OH NO!!!!!

I get up enough nerve to walk in the front door expecting the worst, and see my little brother (8 year old) sitting on the couch, crying! WTF?

He'd been caught shop lifting at the local 7-11!

I took a real roller coaster ride, my first time getting high!

I think it was a good 2 years before I could try it again!

The rest is history!

What a ride!

MY first joint came when I was just 13. I was hunting with my unkle And like most 13 year olds I was bored So he whips out a joint....And i laughed for hours at the little sguirrels playing in the tree....then ate as soon as i got home.

My first was with my dude about 6 years ago, upstairs in attic bedroom. This feeling came over my like a tingle from head to toe then I started tripping! My dude tried to offer me some fresh air but I thought he wanted to throw me out the window. I crawled on all fours to the window and then held on for my life. We still laugh at that because I'm way past rookie stage now. I need to smoke or I cant function I start getting chills like a head

The first time I rolled a joint was when I was 14. We just got an 1/8th, and it was only me and this 18 year old dude (my friends brother). Neither of us could roll joints (he was a huge stoner, he just has sweaty hands). Everyone was inside, and since it was my first time smoking, I wanted to make sure I got high, by which I mean I would smoke some before we called them out. I put the weed in, and start to roll it best i could. It was pretty good, just it ripped. They were ZigZags, in the orange package. Then my friends brothers just like "Dude.. I got a bowl". He taught me how to hit it. It was a pretty good first high, except for when this chick decdided she would slap me and stuff, really got me paranoid, I wouldn't go near her or anything.

Now, I can roll okay joints, I wouldn't roll one for a group, but hey. I still prefer bowls over joints/rellos anyday.

imo blunts burn longer.

smoekd a really fat one with my cuz, around 1.5 g's, i wasnt high at all so i was like wow this is cool i guess, but then i got up to walk around and BAM! it hit me like a brick wall haha i thought i was catapulted into a parallel universe or something cause everyhting seemed so different, one of my best hgihs ever def haha

My first joint was from some Bob Marley rolling paper. I rolled an almost perfect J that resembled an AK-47 bullet.

Well.... my first joint was when I was around 15 or 16, Me and my boy nick rolled up a fat joint (maybe around a gram or 1.2) and dipped it in honey.

We toked and talked and walked around our block, and I felt a force pulling my backwards as I was walking.....

It was awesome, I was so high, good times good times

First joint I smoked was in my freshman year. I was a big kid for my age and I was already a smoker. I was still just trying to find my way around, crossed paths with a group of older kids and they asked me if I wanted to smoke up with them. We went to an alley and climbed onto the roof of a bubble tea shop. I sat there the whole time just stareing down on the people and traffic below until I spotted cops, who were just passing by, and bolted up in fear. When I ran across the roof my foot went through the tar paper to about my knee. I looked down at myself and just started laughing and couldn't stop. After we booked it I ended up passing out in a pizza shop. Been smokin' ever since. haha

my first time was when I was 15. I was driving with my friend in the pouring rain and we went through a big puddle and her muffler fell off so we pulled into a church parking lot and went in back of the church and lit up a couple bowl packs it was awesome

Brick Top said:

The first time I got high was when one of my friends and I took a train from Chicago to visit my sister who was going to college at SIU. She was dating a guy that was a linebacker and was one of the captains of the defensive team and he and a friend of his that played defensive end took us out one night to go bar hoping.

My friend and I were a couple scrawny kids who were WAY underage to drink but they said it wouldn’t be a problem. When we got near the first bar we were going to they stopped a couple guys walking down the sidewalk and said give us your drivers license. I guess the guys knew them, or maybe were just intimidated by them, and they handed them right over. At the time there were no pictures on drivers licenses but we still didn’t come close to the description on the licenses of height and weight and hair color in one case but again they said it wouldn’t be a problem. We went into the first bar and the bouncer at the door asked my friend and I for ID’s and we handed them to him and he started to say something and the two BIG football players we were with just stared at him and he handed back the ID’s and in we went. That happened at a number of bars until finally they were leading us around holding us up by the waists of our pants and shirt collars.

Then we went to one of their friend’s house and shortly after someone rolled a joint and started passing it around. Well my sister was there and I knew she didn’t get high and wasn’t sure if she would be cool about it but I really wanted to try so when the joint got to me I held it a moment unsure of what to do. I looked at my sister to see if she looked like she didn’t like it or didn’t seem to care or whatever and she just said go ahead, so I did. My friend and I got really high and got major runny noses from it but we fell in love with pot that night and it has been a love that has endured for decades.

The first thing I did when I got back home was check with my friends to see if any of them knew where I could buy a bag and as soon as I found one who did off I went and buy it I did.

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Haha I love this one so much. It really dosen't matter how old you are, you'll never forget your first time eh? + Rep Brick Top

I was 15, and on a traintrack with like 3 other friends.
We had like 2 joints, and since there was lots of snow we didn't think a train would come. We were wrong.
My friend yells "FUCKING TRAIN!" So we leap out of the way and almost get hit.

my first one i even remember the date june 23rd 19..well awhile back
this chick i knew had ditched summer skool she was hidin at my house we smoked and messed round a bit
best fun ive had in a while after that
it was ditch weed of course but when your tolly is that low you dont really care

Believe it or not, I used to be one of those whinny drugs are bad for you stupid types.

Well that changed. I was 19. I went over to my friend's apartment. He had been smoking weed for about a month now. He asked me if I wanted to smoke with him. Naturally I said no. But, I eventually agreed to smoke with him. So we sat down in the living room, and he rolled a Joint. It was pretty crappy weed, but being a novice at the time, it did the trick. It was awesome. We stayed up all night listening to music, playing vidoegames, and hitting on his neighbor and her sister.

When i was 20. Tried about 3 times with friends at college, never got high.. Just coughed my brains out, but nothing.
Another day we went to party, they had a bong going around, and i'm like what the hell, let me hit it. Nothing, but walked outside half an hour later, and HOLY CRAP i was high on my four on the floor. Since then - happy pot head.