Category: tripping
So the other day me and my buddy got a half ounce of some crazy skunk weed and i busted it all up and made some keef hash with the crystal. So we go into the kitchen and start hitting up some hot knifes when out of nowhere my buddy looks at me and mumbles something and passes out blowing out the smoke and on his way to the ground he hit hes face on the corner of the stove and I was so high all I could do was laugh at him.
About 12 years ago I spent New Year's Eve in Waterville Valley with my three closest friends from high school and a large bag of psychedelic mushrooms. We ate the shrooms and then headed outdoors for the night on cross country skis . At one point the trail crossed the front entrance to the Golden Eagle Hotel, in the middle of the valley. We were tripping pretty heavily, and people were coming and going from the hotel. One woman said "How can you guys stay on your skis on this walkway?" Just as she said that I fell down, and the other three guys started laughing so hard they pissed their pants.
Sometimes, when i smoke weed, i feel like there are tiny bugs crawling under my clothes. i know that there aren't, but it still freaks me out, you know? instead of scratching, i simply stare at the areas i can feel insects, kinda freaking out. i'm not freaking out because i believe there are insects all over my body, but because this is such a "crackatic homeless woman" feature. this kid i am scares the fucking shit out of me, it's pretty terrifying actually. every time i smoke weed, i tell myself that i'll cut back, i never do though.
Drinking heavily with a few friends and then after muching some fungus, I realized it was night time and it would be a good idea to lay nude in my neighbor's back yard. But it was 3pm. And his kids were home. At least he was cool.
I was tripping so hard that instead of answering him with, "Yeah man.", like I meant to, I instead said, "Yes ma'am."
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