On halloween, walked into a party wearing a ski mask, huge furry coat, and carrying a realistic airsoft AK, scared the hit out of half the party, when a guy dressed as a cop walked in the door I jumped out from behind a wall and shoved it into his face screaming gibberish, drunkenly sang Atheist Anthem by Leftover Crack at the top of my lungs, and walked around the backyard and church parking lot across the street screaming "ALLAHU ACKBAR" while firing the AK into the air and lighting off fireworks, I then took a 2 minute long piss off a balcony which I had to cut short because people noticed me, passed out in a comfy rear end bed by 10pm, and then woke up at 3 still drunk but not sick drunk anymore and went downstairs to the basement into a dark room full of kids on acid by flinging the door open and yelling, we later went around blasting land down under on my PSP at like 7am and putting it up to sleeping peoples faces until they woke up, among many other things.

We smoked out a Bowl , a few years ago, and this weed was the sickest shit I've ever smoked! Suddenly everything turned upside down and I thought i was hanging on the ceiling , then I got my Buddys Toy-Gun and I wanted to kill myself. When I pulled the trigger for a few seconds I thought I shot myself and then I started to puke all over the Place!! That was the sickest shit ever!

Dude… I got so stoned today, it was mad, All i was sayign was ‘wait, what?.’ I have no idea how I went through college from 1 - 6pm. Plus I got there at 11 and went around with my friend *****, found a place in the woods and just jammed and smoked. Laughed, joked and played guitar. Ahah, I was slow all day too, my day’s just been like……zzzzz you know? It’s awesome seeing the world go by so fast„ yet super slow„ if you get what I mean? No? Okay just me then. I love college life.

Sometimes when I stay over at my freinds house, I act like im asleep and when he falls asleep, I go down stairs and find a random place and take a shit on the floor, and in the morning when his family finds it, I just blame it on the cat! (I usually just do it at the bottom of the stairs and one day his mom slipped on it!!) Anyway like the 5th time I was over at his house, I go down stairs and shit EVERYWHERE and the next morning when I say it was the cat, they remind me that their cat died last tuesday. So they found out it was me and I had to go home early, and they told my parents.

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.

Me and my friend Silas were waiting in a red sedan to pick up some shrooms from this kid. We're sitting there hotboxing his car telling penis jokes when all of a sudden the shroom kid ran up to the window and was like "here they are dude i'm gonna dip cause i heard the mounties comin." We were like "SHIIIT- REDBACKS" and we slammed the gas but we only traveled about twenty feet cause the mounty was already in the middle of the road waiting for us. He motioned us to the side. Then he got down off his horse and knocked on the window. We rolled it down and the mounty said "Boys there's so much smoke flyin out I might die if I go by it." We didn't laugh at the mounty's joke. Silas squealed "There's a kid right behind us in the bushes with a quarter pound of psilocybes- get him!" and the mounty took off.

Me and my friends were all in the drive-thru, and we got our food. I stepped on the gas and hit a little girl on a bike.

One of my friends had 2 pounds once from harvest and he called me up with like 3 other people, so 5 total. We decided to see how much we could smoke in one night. We're smoking and smoking and smoking. I got to the point to where after every bong rip I'd pass out (So they said, I don't remember much of the night.). They said they kept waking me up for my turn. When I woke up the next morning over 200 dollars of food was gone, dorito bags were all around me and my friends were scattered across the floor. I wake up my friend and go "Wakey bakey!". So, we woke up and smoked some more. In one weekend we killed 1.5 pounds. I don't remember much. I have a hard time remembering shit now too.

I was so High that all the stories on here made sense and I actually believed them.

One night, we had a bunch of people get wasted only to have a guy drop down on a bike with no seat who then went around yelling that he had been ****ed in the ass by a bike. Later that night I got into a fight with him. Not much to this other then my head being slammed into a wall in which I yelled "haha I can't feel a thing" then pounded his head into the floor till he gave up.