Your First Joint

First time I smoked wasn't with a joint. I actually don't remember the first time I smoked with a joint, but I do remember the first time I smoked. I was fourteen, and my best friend had been smoking for years before me. She's two days older than me, and had been smoking since she was 11. No peer pressure involved, nothing. She never asked me to smoke, or drink, or anything, but said that if I ever did smoke, that she wanted to be the one to smoke me out my first time. Finally, I got fed up with not being able to hang out with her and her stoner friends. My boyfriend at the time also smoked, never pressured me into doing it though. So one day I'm like, you guys, I want to smoke weed. So my boyfriend went and got a twant, and after school that day, we went downtown (kids hung out there) and found our friend Nick, who had a pipe. Went down into a parking garage, I WAS SKETCH AS HELL, kept on looking around, every time there was a noise I started freaking out, haha. Anyway, we finally smoked. I ended up psyching myself out of the high, though, because my boyfriend told me, 'Don't worry, not everyone gets high the first time they smoke.'

Didn't get high the second time either, though.
Third time, I went to that same best friends house, and smoked six bowls with just her and me. Then her friend showed up, and we smoked a few more bowls. Then my boyfriend showed up, and we smoked even more bowls.

Damn dude, that was an intense day. We watched some funny movies, ate some dank food, and just chilled out allll day.

Wow, long story. Sorry for any of you who actually read it, hahahaha.

That post was so long I can't remember the beginning.

i was 12 and we bought a 16th of the nicest weed ive evr had between us we used a pipe that bought that day from the market in town it made me laugh my head off ffor about 15 mins non stop i miss the days of the giggles and gettin stoned of a 16th

i wanna roll a j....

I remember growing up around my older brother (10 years older) finding 3 ft bongs, pounds of weed, scales, plants.. My parents allowed him at the time untill he started fucking up his life. I thought it was the devil. Every time I even saw green, I got scared. I finally got up the courage to see why this plant way so amazing. I was sitting in a 1988 chevy blazer, I packed the whole sac into my grandpas tobacco pipe that I found one day. I sat there and puffed on the bowl 20 minutes. At first I didnt feel anything, then the next thing I knew, I was sitting on top of the coulds smoking a 40 foot long sherlock pipe. That pipe felt like the size of an ant/human. I didnt stop laughing.

im still laughing 8 years later

A close mate and I built up the courage to ask a friend from school to smoke with them and we ended up doing bongs and blunts all night while sitting in a shed they had converted into a smoke room. I can remember everything going into what i can only describe as time-frames, sort of like when you take a sequence of pictures. It felt like you missed everything in between and just saw still images. I love that feeling even when i get it in recent years. Its a shame that on the way home i chucked a whitey to which i cured with my first attempt at rolling an L the next day...a good introduction into this fantastic society it think.

Now that I think about it... I can't even remember the first time I smoked a j...I remember first time I smoked a blunt, bowl, etc,,..

I think I smoked for like a year before I even had one. Now they are all I smoke besides my bowl.

dam i dont think i could ever forget about all that. i even remember the first kind of beer i drank.

I found about 2 ounces of weed in my dads work shop, it turns out he grew it (go figure), so i took some, and rolled a joint using that pencil technique, smoked it with my two best friends and didnt even get high( second time smoking ever), but it was fun none the less

i got myself some weed and rolled a joint.
we were 4 guys and we were supposed to share it but
since the 3 others were drunk as fuck, i smoked it on my own.
funny shit.. never been that high D
was at the age of 15

I had just broken up with a girlfriend when I was 16. I was just walking around town pissed off because she'd been fucking the new kid in town from Ohio. Then a couple of my buddies picked me up, so I went and kicked Trevor's ass (new kid) they just made sure Trevor didn't have his friends jump in. Then on the way back home Brandon (my best friend) rolled up a blunt and we ended up smoking all night and playing pool in Brandon's basement. One of the worst times in my life turned into one of the greatest, and I've never stopped in the 17 years since. Kinda funny how things happen. The funniest part of it all is Trevor and I later became good friends and toked up almost daily untill he got married and moved away.

Funny you say that, I got into a scrap with Jackass in a bar once. The bouncer kicked us both out. Since the enemy of you enemy is your friend, the two of us proceeded to sneak into back of the bar and lift a bottle of unguarded scotch. Which started an unholy bender, the likes of which will never be seen again (When I finally sobered up I was nearly 800 clicks from where I started, which is pretty good considering I only planned on going for a single pint that night).

Mine was when I was about 18 (comparitively old with some of them on here) My mum bought some so I could try it in a controlled situation and they'd be there if I freaked out - had some, started pissing myself laughing whenever I looked at the cat then went to bed and just tripped out...got some good ones that night

"Red lines and blue lines are sure to find black lines"
"Beagles and blinds"
er...think that was all I got - MAN, never been that out of it since...

What I thought was even funnier was that my mum offered to carry me upstairs coz I was real wobbly and my legs were turning to jelly...I was just thinking "what the FUCK?! No way, you've had as much as me and I'm heavy and 5 inches taller than you...you think I'm gonna trust you to CARRY me upstairs when you've had as much as I have?!"

GOD I've got a cool mum!

The sim's Bob Newbie said:

Mine was when I was about 18 (comparitively old with some of them on here) My mum bought some so I could try it in a controlled situation and they'd be there if I freaked out - had some, started pissing myself laughing whenever I looked at the cat then went to bed and just tripped out...got some good ones that night

"Red lines and blue lines are sure to find black lines"
"Beagles and blinds"
er...think that was all I got - MAN, never been that out of it since...

What I thought was even funnier was that my mum offered to carry me upstairs coz I was real wobbly and my legs were turning to jelly...I was just thinking "what the FUCK?! No way, you've had as much as me and I'm heavy and 5 inches taller than you...you think I'm gonna trust you to CARRY me upstairs when you've had as much as I have?!"

GOD I've got a cool mum!

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my moms fuckin awesome too.
stoner!

my first joint was rolled with bible paper. classic!

Back in 65' a few of us went looking for wild cannabis (Midwest) at the age of 15. We searched books for a good pix but only found one sketch in an old dictionary. We didn't know WTF we were doing but we stumbled on a patch out in the swamps. We picked it all and smoked a bowl but it didn't do anything so I pitched it up in crawl space above my garage. The next week I woke up bored but remembered the plants are still sitting up there. I grabbed one of them and stripped one of the tops. I had about 3/4 of it in seeds and the rest plant matter. I sifted the seeds out and rolled one (terrible job of rolling!) and actually got it to burn. I had to smoke about half of it until I felt the affects of pot for the first time. Later that night we were at a train crossing passing joints of the ditch weed. After the train got by we just sat there for about a half hour. It was a 54 Ford 4 door with "smoked" windows. It was bad pot but it worked if you smoked enough of it and the price was right.

When I think back I realize that it must have been the right time (early fall) and it was before a freeze. We found more plants later that year but they were DEAD. By throwing the plants up in the crawl space I accidentally cured it in a cool dark place with 55% RH. I bet the THC content was around 0.03% (or less) but it was just enough!!

Blunted1 said:

First time I smoked I was 7. Went to Mexico when I was 6, kept looking at the marble pipes they sell down there. Bought a few along with some throwing stars and fireworks. Thats another story.

So I was at this wedding when I was 7 and heard people talking about this Marijuana plant that was growing wild. I found it and filled up my pockets. A few weeks later I was home alone and said fuck it!

Like an idiot I go and sit on the porch right in front of my house and start smoking. After that I went inside to watch tv. I don't what episode it was, but it was the best Transformer episode ever! But I didn't start smoking regularly until I was in junior high though.

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LMFAO! That is halarious!

I hadn't started smoking joints until recently, so the first time for me, wasn't a j. it was in fact a grav. didn't get high though...or the second time. but the third!!....I was on my ass man. my friends actually thought I was faking lol. I could tell the whole story...but I don't want to bore you. the two only noteworthy things that happened was that I kept going to the fridge to get strawberries. I would only get one at a time though lol. so just imagine seeing someone going to the fridge, getting out the strawberries, taking one out, putting the strawberries back and eating it, then repeating the process. the other thing that happened was that me and my friends were sitting in a room (only 2 out of the 5 of us actually smoked) and they were talking and I was just sitting there laughing, and they told me that we were in there for two hours, when it was only 15 minutes. I also saw a pink bunny in the laundry on my couch. no, it was not a hallucination, the clothes just so happened to look like a bunny in my state. me and my other friend got a kick out of that...that's about it.

the third time I smoked though, I whitied...bad shit right there man. it sucked so bad...

I had my first blunt befor my first joint so ill just go with that. It was my third time smoking and we had some bomb train wreck. We rolled 3 blunts packed a bowl and started smokin. We were all in a car hot boxing it. I was in the back seat and I turned to my friend next to me and said I'm gonna get out of the hotbox I feel sick. He said no it will ruin the hotbox. I just sat there for about 10 more minutes and then i threw up all over in the car. I started to see slight hallucinations, like auras and multidimensional rips in the fabric of space and time. I had the worst pain in my stomach and it felt like bricks were slamming together over and over again in my stomach. It was a very hard experiance to explain but it was the highest i had ever gotten. Anyone else that has went to this point will vouch that it makes you seriously question weed for a while. its no fun at all. but its rare as fuck to throw up from weed.