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Crazy High.

chicagoboostin — Fri, 05 Sep 2008 16:33:23 GMT

Alright, I figure I'll tell my story to see what you guys think of it.. I'm thinking this will be sorta long so, bear with me.

Alright so the night starts in my best friends basement (as always) and we needed some bud. He calls his guy to get an 1/8. The guy says that he only has 1/8s for 65 because its really good stuff (usually 50 for his pretty decent bud) My friend is kind of skeptic, and asks his he'll do a gram for 20 to check it out, the dude agrees and my friend goes and picks it up.

10 minutes later my friend arrives, and it looks good, smells good, but nothing spectacular. So we load up the bong I made out of a vase, and smoke a bowl, My friend puts on a bootleg version of The Dark Knight, we smoke another bowl, and one more bowl. And I'm just chillin in a car drivers seat that he pulled out of a old car he had on the floor, and hes sitting on a normal chair beside me.

So as I start to watch this movie about 20 or so minutes into it, I'm high as hell, but not even noticing it because of how much I am into the movie. So all of the sudden, the TV gets farther away, it seems like my vision is in wide screen, and everything is farther away from me. I start to think something is wrong, and I try to move my arms, and I cannot, I try to move my head and I cannot, I even have a hard time moving my eyes. But my mind is racing, I can't even tell my friend that I think something is wrong. So now.. I'm freaking out. I'm thinking I'm dying. I know that you cannot die from smoking weed, sitting in a basement, that's what everyone told me, from what I have read whatever, But I'm thinking FUCK that I know whats happening to me and its not good. I was thinking "I never thought dying would be like this" I kind of felt like I was slipping away. And I couldn't even tell my friend what was going on.

So, I decided I would try my best to get up, run up the stairs and go outside. I said to myself, once I'm outside I would be alright. So I do it, I mentally tell myself I can get up and I gather all the power in me and I failed.. kind of.. My upper body fell into a bench set, and my hands landed into a box of screws/bolts. Then my legs followed, doing absolutely nothing. So then I tried once again, and I 'ran' up the stairs, opened the door and went outside, and I slowly started feeling normal again. After about 10 minutes, I called my friend, who was still in the basement of his house, and he didn't answer.. about 3 minutes later he called me back (I'm still outside in his backyard) and I told him that I thought I was going to die, he started laughing and said he'd come out... We'll I waited about 10 more minutes and finally he comes stumbling out of the house.. I guess he was feeling how I was too. We talked about it, and he says that sometimes you get like that and you just have to stay calm and whatever, but man... I seriously thought something was wrong, I have smoked pot for years, and that has NEVER happened.

Must have just been some really good shit. I am cut for time, so I'm going to post this now, I was going to write a bit more, but I'll just come back later.

Rapping While High

perfectsong13 — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 18:57:56 GMT

I don't know why I just decided to share this experience because it actually happened 4 or 5 weeks ago, but I will anyway.

So, that night 4 or 5 weeks ago or so I got as high as I've ever been. It was ridiculous. I smoked WAY too much reefer. I would venture to say I split 5 bowls with just one friend, then 4 bong bowls with 3 other people..and this was some good bud, mind you. I don't know why I kept going. It was a bad decision, because at the end of my high I was freaking out. I thought I might die. Anyway...

...one of my friends decided to play some videos on youtube from the the rapper Smoov-E, if any of you have heard of him. He can flow pretty well, and I was diggin' it. I wasn't overly high when he started playing the videos, so I was just watching and listening, just loving it. Then I went outside and took a couple more bong rips...whoops. I come back in, and instead of just listening, I totally tune out his rhymes and I just start flowing to the beats myself (keep in mind that I am probably the whitest person in the world). Stuff is just coming out of my mouth and I didn't even know where it was coming from, but it was flowing so freely...it felt good. Everyone was telling me to shut up, but I couldn't help myself. I just kept putting on the random songs and rapping to them myself. I have no idea what my rhymes were, but it was fun..and weird...and I'm sure it made me look even whiter than I am.

Just a strange story. Hopefully not too bad haha. I know writing music while high is a favorite pastime, something I personally love doing, but does anyone else just flow while they're baked?

Im high...xD

mexican420 — Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:21:59 GMT

im eatin black walnut ice cream..xD...and it was like so fukin hard to get out of the little shitty box...xD... i m so high write now i dnt even know how i am typing this thing...xD...i feel like i am dancing...wow it took me hour to came back to write this thing...xD.... i fukin startedd wathing other shit...xD...i started this like at fukin 2 pm and its 3 am...xd.... wooooow....ice cream is gone so im gonna go get some more...xDwooow...theres no more ice cream...i probably shouldnt have smoked cause they told us at school they wre gonna do drug testing at school and that we were next but they said that like a week ago so i said ahh wutta hell theyre not gonna do it...xd...but i couldnt wait...xd...with a bong it wus great...ima gonna go finish my ice cream and trip out i might write smthin later...xD

trippy apartment

saul — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 15:54:28 GMT

Everytime I get high in my flat it's crazy, my bedroom is full of plants and lights and paintings and other art, and the rest of the place is equally weird...

anyway, another experience is fighting friends who are a couple... know any ways to pacify them? I'm normally ok at conflict resolution but it gets difficult..;oops

Driving While High!

Mentis_Imperiosus — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 02:29:30 GMT

Okay, I don't want to sound like a sexist or anything, but guys definitely drive much better, high, than girls. I'm a delivery boy for Imo's Pizza, so I already drive a lot. I've driven while high, while geek'n, while tripp'n, while cheez'n, and all of the above, yet I'm still an amazing driver. It seems like every girl I smoke with can't even hit a blunt without swirving into another lane or having to slow the car down. What's up with that?

Am I just looking at this wrong, or are guys just better drivers? Maybe it has to do with guys and girls in general, and not in highness.

Too Stoned?

trogdordrummer — Wed, 20 Aug 2008 13:45:39 GMT

So some times I have been known to get soo stoned that i sober up. It really kills all the fun for the whole night. Does this ever happen to anyone else?;cloud

Attempted Salvation: Interaction With Johnny Prophet

PerpetualWinterBear — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 01:56:48 GMT

I wrote this a few years ago, but its always entertaining and you can generally assume I was blazed through most of this. Remember this was written in about 2005 so there may be some time based references:

I unquestionably have to start at the beginning here. When I was working for WJPD in 2001 we were in charge of putting on the True Value Country Showdown a competition between, well, country groups/singers. Local bluegrass masters Frostbitten Grass won, but that isn't really relevant to the story. The story really begins when the last act of this competition went on stage. It was a single guy with a guitar. Except his guitar and mic were run through a bunch of pedals giving him uber-reverb. He started off by playing some really trippy rock that caught both mine and my mothers attention. It wasn't until in between songs when we realized that he was up there not to compete but to preach when he announced that the other half of Sons of Thunder wasn't able to make it. Other than his preaching, which was easy to ignore as I was quite inebriated, his set was really cool. A bunch of covers done, sorta drawn out, with lots of reverb and his own feel to it. At the end of the day though I never really thought that I would ever come across him again.

In 2003, I was working with a production company (that I still do work with) and B103 was doing the Colgate/True Value Country Showdown and we were contracted to do sound. Since it was more of a nuisance job (favor for GLR) I generally ran it myself, which really wasn't a problem since I really do know what I'm doing. The first night though at Marquette Mountain my boss was there as a judge. Anyway we get through a bunch of acts and I see the dude, wearing a cowboy hat with a giant (possibly chrome/plastic) crucifix attached. He gets up and introduces himself as Johnny Prophet and goes on to play a bunch of covers done his own way. Only this time it was actually quite boring. Now, at that time I had my long hair and goatee and during the judging he came up to me and asked me what kind of music I liked. I told him everything, but I really concentrate on metal. He asked about the "questionable" spiritual content in the music and I told him I was an atheist. He wasn't exactly thrilled with my answer, but he left me be and walked away. As a side note, another judge that night was none other than psycho puritan bit... er, I mean the reigning Miss U.P. Crystal Hayes (she was eventually Miss Michigan and finished in the top 15 in Miss USA). She came up to me and asked me what the guy said I told her and then told her my opinion on him and his religion. I think I scared her a bit, of course, its not like I had much of a chance to not scare her from the beginning. Okay, so now I've seen Mr. Prophet twice.

2004, the fireworks with Johnny Prophet begin. I don't really remember everyone who was around for these encounters so if you read this and you were there... Go 'head and tell me, more details just make the story better. We were just chilling in the Radio X lounge on Thrash 'n Trash Tuesday. I'm not a DJ at the time, but I generally would co-host "Chick Metal" with Stormy. I'm sitting at the computer in the lobby and I see these two guys sorta slip past the door while looking in. Something really just stuck me when I saw it and I knew that they were going to come in, of course, I could have been imagining things since there were vending machines immediately in the direction they went. I was right, Johnny Prophet and one of his minions comes tearing through the door and Johnny is holding a VHS tape with a green cover that says "The Secret of the Ooze" on it. He proceeds to tell us that it would be good for us to watch it because it could introduce us to the idea of true demonic possession. Okay... Now I knew this guy was a total gem.

He told us about his ex-girlfriend who was diabolically possessed. She had dabbled in witchcraft and one night after Bible study they were driving home and she started to convulse and ooze a putrid green semi-liquid substance. Of course at this point I had to ask him, "Where was she oozing this substance from? You know sometimes women..." He gives me sorta that "fuck you smartass" look and tells us it was coming out of an area by her ear. I then asked him if he was 100% sure it wasn't just her brain leaking out. He was absolutely certain it was ectoplasm. Yes folks, I'm not joking. If you didn't realize it already ectoplasm is real and Satan has been putting the concept of ectoplasm in the mainstream so it would become acceptable (Damn it, I always knew the Ghostbusters were messengers of SATAN). Well, ectoplasm is the substance emitted when you are diabolically possessed I don't really remember how the whole possessed girlfriend story was resolved, but I'm not so sure she got an exorcism. Well, after that fun he starts to question us about the message of our music, and don't we feel that we are hurting the community by using the radio to spread the message of Satan and open up the youth of the community to diabolical demonic possession. Anyway, I gave him 1/2 the money I had on me (like $5) for a copy of his Secret of the Ooze video and you know... I never watched the entire thing. I meant to, but its not in my possession.

Now a little more background on Mr. Prophet and his views. He goes to one of those little corner fundamentalist churches. I don't know which one, but let me tell you there is a fucked up amount of these fringe Christian churches around the area. Catholics are pagans that worship a whore. Now she was pure when she gave birth to Jesus, but afterwards she opened herself up to the devil. Methodists and Protestants are condemned because they allow "faggots" & women to have positions of power. If you are anything but a subservient little woman who bows to the whims of her man you are probably possessed by some form of "Jezebel demon." Women are not supposed to be free thinkers they are slaves to man created for pampering and pleasuring us (I'm sure I make that sound worse than he means... maybe not). I don't remember what his problem with Baptists was, but trust me they are going to spend eternity in The Pit as well.

A couple of his next visits were more of the same. Of course, one time we had some gents from WMTU up promoting the Copper Country Crush-a-thon and lets just say I had to politely ask him to leave before one of those gents killed him. Sometimes its strange how I end up being the voice of reason, but it happens far more than many would expect. Before that happened though he told us about how he actually went up to Houghton to film on of those "Satanic metal shows" and one of the musicians, who is clearly possessed by a powerful demon, spit on him and kicked him, breaking the camera. Somehow as he told this story, I already knew most of the details. Oh yeah, that's right the diabolically possessed maniac who accosted Mr. Prophet was none other than Domain Malevolence's Ronny McMetal, and there is definite video footage of the incident.

So Johnny would come by periodically and talk to me about demons. One day he really wanted to tell me the story about these teenagers he came into contact with at the mall. I, of course, allowed him to spread his great word to me. After he started the story, which included a couple of teenagers who shockingly dabbled in witchcraft (not like there is a theme here), I figured out that he had ulterior motives. Within this story he started to "talk in tongues" to the teenagers and they reacted violently. He then demonstrated how to talk in tongues to me, which was clearly an attempt to prove to me that I was in fact possessed. He finished his story and started to tell me that I should go with him to see someone named Bob Larson so we could get exorcisms. Wait a second, did he actually say we? Yep, believe it or not Lay Minister Johnny Prophet is also possessed by a demon.

A witch had recently infiltrated (his word not mine) their Bible study. She seduced him into having pre-marital sex. During the sex act (again his word not mine) he felt a shock in his thigh and that is when the sex demon entered him. There were specific words that would cause the demon to manifest. I asked him what they were, you know to prove that he's not just a whack job, and he told me that it was far to painful for him to even attempt to speak the words. Anyway, this all resulted in me getting a hold of a video called Exorcism in Action where Bob Larson (follow the initial link to find out more about this gem) exorcises demons from random people who were guided to the rally by the Holy Spirit. I made a copy of it, of course.

My contact with Johnny Prophet was cut off abruptly when I moved to Buffalo a few weeks early (um... blown up van). So I haven't seen him in over a year, and honestly I don't really care if I ever come into contact with him again, though I do believe he will find me again. I'm sure Jesus is still trying to guide people to me to stop me from my evil ways and Johnny being the good messenger of God will find it far too hard to resist returning to battle the evil that is me (note: I'm possessed but very dangerous because I am in league with my demon). Basically though you can read the last line as, "Johnny Prophet has not yet discovered that I am back on the radio." I honestly have a lot of respect for this man on some levels. He was very trusting with me even though he was quite afraid of me. He loaned me his video, that by the way is retardedly expensive, and he was planning on loaning me other material to lead to my salvation. Also he would sit there and take my abuse as long as he was able to get his message out there. Those are really a couple of traits that I have to give him some real credit for, especially the last one because I can be pretty fucking brutal. I know he's still out there, and maybe he got to go see Bob and get his exorcism. Or maybe he's tied up in some barn awaiting sacrifice in some act of witchcraft. Where ever he may be, you now know the story of Johnny Prophet.

Last night

Alex56 — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 20:44:44 GMT

So me and my friends last night went to one of my friends (he wasn't there) but we used his old house to party since no one lived there. We got a 30 case of beer between 4 people, so we all drank around 7 beers each, and we smoked about 4 bowls of midies.

Weed and Nutmeg !!30 HOURS HIGH!!

Mentis_Imperiosus — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 18:20:36 GMT

I've done the nutmeg before. MY first time I parachuted 2 tablespoons of it and went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning I had the sensation of being high and drunk and tripping all at once. My vision was distorted and I was just so happy. And my eyes where blazed, I hadn't even smoked. This lasted the entire day till I went back to bed.

So I thought, why not try it with weed. 2 Days ago I smoked a dime, then ate 3 tablespoons of the nutmeg. I was asleep in an instant. The next morning I woke feeling okay. I looked around my room and eveything was fine, it was still a little darkout. I stood up to get outta bed and go take a shower. All of a sudden I got this huge head rush and was stoned in an instant. And that entire day along with some of this morning was spent high as a kite.

Is this bad for me?????

Shitty Friends

AceRockola420 — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 04:47:29 GMT

I have this friend that I have had sense I was like 8 I think (smoke alot sorry:thumbsup:) recently this friend as been kinda shity towards me like whenever we are at my house he always wants to go somewhere witch is cool but I have to drive and I don't have a job so I'm always out of gas and when we do go to party's he'll leave beer or bud in my truck and not tell me till we get home. So if I get pulled over I'm fucked. Also if hes got a bowl to smoke He never tells me and if I have weed and tell him to hang on to it he'll keep it from me till I get home (even if I pay for it :eek:) or he'll tell everybody but me to join him in a bowl and then just smoke without me. I don't know if this is the place for this but I just kinda wanted some advice. Thanks.

hows this for shit

stonernz — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 03:51:55 GMT

i had a plant awile ago the most incredable plant ever i havested her and got 6 ounces of her i keeped all the bud and baged all the leaf took it to school and gave it to some of my mates for nothing later that day i was called in to the office (after i had bunked lunch to get baked as) i was off my nut and they said to me WE KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN SELLING CANNABIS i was just like wat the fuck.. wat happened is one of them got busted and said every one that i had givin to..... everybdy said i had sold it so wat did i get almost kicked out of high school on my first year my room raided by cops and my small month old plant marley destroyed infront of my eyes and 300 hours of comunitiey service..... moral of the story choice your friends very wiseley:mad:

REST IN PEACE.....LONDON MARIE

iamcannaclubmember — Sat, 26 Jul 2008 02:05:07 GMT

VERY SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!///TURN SOUND ON
MAKE SURE TO READ ALL THE WAY DOWN!!

....YOU HAVE NO HEART IF YOU DONT REPOST THIS !

December 4th, 2007, Jessica Sherwood had to do something no mother should ever have to do.

At 2:29 pm Jessica made a very tough, but the right decision to take her little 3 month old daughter off life support
In memory of little London Marie, i thought id start a little forward..
Jessica had a message that i want every one to know..

This is what Jessica said:

"If anyone has kids, make sure that you keep them with you the whole time. Don't give then to anyone that you don't trust. Trust me, I thought that I trusted Josh. But now as of December 4, 2007 at 2:29 AM, she is gone. My one & only baby . & He is going to pay FOREVER, even if he gets out of jail scott free, he will be dead no matter what. & To all my friends that know London, I am very angry & upset that I lost the love of my life, my babygirl. She died on her three month birthday . London had six fractured ribs, both of her legs were fracture, & her brain was so damaged that if she were to live she would be a vegetable.

So I did what was right & what was best for her & took her off life support

That's what you call Shaken Baby Sydrome [SBS]"

For those of you who dont know what Shaken Baby Syndrome check out the facts ;

-Shaking, jerking and jolting can cause blood vessels in the head to tear or burst.

Shaken Baby Syndrome is the shaking of an infant or child by the arms, legs, or shoulders with or without impact of the head.

This trauma can result in bleeding and brain injury with no outward signs of abuse

Often frustrated caregivers feel that shaking a baby or small child is a harmless way to make the child stop crying. However, a baby's brain and blood vessels are vulnerable to whiplash motions, such as shaking, jerking, jolting, and impact.

The neck muscles of an infant or small child are weak, so the child's head is relatively heavy and the neck cannot support the stress of shaking or impact

-Shaking a very young child, with or without impact of the head, can cause irreversible brain damage, blindness, cerebral palsy, hearing loss, spinal cord injury, seizures, learning disabilities, and even death.

It is tragic that healthy, intelligent babies are suffering these disabilities simply because their caregivers don't know about the dangers associated with Shaken Baby Syndrome

An estimated 1,200 to 1,400 cases of Shaken Baby Syndrome (SBS) occur each year in the United States.

Only 1 out of 4 babies dies of Shaken Baby Syndrome

HOWEVER, the other three babies will need ongoing medical attention for the rest of their short lifespans

You dont have to foward this, your not going to have bad luck in your love life, your not going to die tomorrow, and your not going to get good news at 11:11.

If you have any heart at all, you would foward this Rest in Peace London Marie Sherwood
September 4th, 2007-December 4th, 2007.

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my friends epic story/joke

NHDieselHead — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 04:12:34 GMT

ok.. my friends and i were blasted and my buddy matt told us this joke which really seemed like a story. It's epic here in manchester, nh and some bands have actually record the story.

well, here it is.

There's this Koala bear smokin mad blunts in a tree... he's so high.. he's just chillin and along comes the iguana.. He looked up at the koala and asked "hey man.. what you doin up there?" The koala then said "Man.. I'm just sittin here.. blazin madd L's... come on up" So.. the iguana goes up in the tree and starts blazin madd L's with the koala... they get FUCKED up and just keep smokin.... well then.. the iguana got thirsty.. so he climb down the tree and walked to the river.... he was drinkin the water and THEN he fell into the water! He didn't know how to swim.. but luckily an alligator swam by and saved the iguana. They both end up onshore and the gator asks.. why'd you fall in man? The iguana was like.. mannn i just blazed madd L's... I'm so fucked... so then the gator and the iguana walk back to the tree.. and yell up to the koala... the koala looks down at the gator and says.. "MAN..HOW MUCH WATER DID YOU DRINK????!!!"

if you don't get it, you will..
if you really don't.. PM me.

Best Quotes while stoned...

StonerCajun123 — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 15:51:28 GMT

I have the experience, that me and my mates are talking alot of Bullshit while we are stoned...

Lets share this experience:

Friend of StonerS: dude what would you do, if you can see all the weed you smoked your lifetime lying on the table?...
StonerS: ....haha.. smoke it again?...

Funniest thing on youtube!!!!

man — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 05:08:00 GMT

this video I found when I was searching youtube, is fukcing halarious!!!!
It's a video of a dude right after getting beyond blazed to oblivion. He's fucking HALARIOUS!!!!!

Enjoy

YouTube - Stoner

Peace.

bunch o blunts

Cannasmokemore — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 09:42:25 GMT

i and i have a master storyyy, me and my main bredren, we bot rolled about 14 fattys, and had had about 19 bowls ready... well anyway, i smoked 6... they fuzzin rockeddd! he had likee 5 and we has a few leftover but tat is a diff story, than i had like 10 bowls and he had 4, hes a freaking lightweight,e coldnt walk at all, well neither could i. it was amazing the freaking lock on my door wouldt let me out, lol, we both had a mushroom a small piece cause i didnt feel like dieing, than we both walked downstairs =], and litsend to some bob marley and the wailers, the doors, and a weird band jefferson airplane;fatty;fatty;fatty;coffee;stars

~T0K3r$ Lane~

BUDm4n — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 02:52:58 GMT

;ssv This is my all new thread asking all expierienced ;ssv
men and women about their days as tokers... please share special times and bad times,

about Mary Jane.

~BM~

Ever smoked with a relative..?

mariebunnie — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 04:35:22 GMT

Just want to know how many people have smoked with a relative, how you found out and everything else :)

My friend one day caught my uncle smoking my dads weed out of a can in my garage one day and they were just silent for a while. She pulls out her lighter and says "One smoker to another." He gave her a cig and a hit off of the can. Afterwards she runs to me and told me what happened. We were both in shock for a while until we decided to come back down in the garage to find my uncle and sure enough he's down there again lighting it up. Pretty awkward talk but I eventually pulled out my pipe and said "This is way better than a can."
All 3 of us smoked together
;pass
Whenever my friend is over we usually track down my uncle. HAHA.

My friend (RSurfinglizard) tells the story WAY WAY WAY better, but that's mainly it.

SO SHARE!

Moron award

SkullsFB — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 00:11:40 GMT

I may have earned myself a moron award today.

I work at a hospital and decided I would donate blood like I normally do. I didn't think about the fact I have been smoking every evening for the last week and a half and it had only been 18 hours since I smoked.

Gawd I hope the lab does not do a screening for drugs. If they do I hope it is only associated with the blood donated and doesn't find its way back to my medical records!!:o:o