dave_rhino
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Sometimes I wish I was a stoner. The feeling everyone else seems to have isn't shared by me. I just feel shitty when I'm high. Unless of course I'm REALLY high (over 10 joints) but if not I feel ill and paranoid.
You're not the only one. One of my roommates once tried to jump out of the rapidly moving van he was riding in because he got all paranoid after smoking a joint.
Violator79
Take a Hit, Spunker!
Man what kind was he smoking and what was it laced with? I remember everything when I'm stoned and I've never been paranoid to that effect. I laugh at the drop of a hat when I'm stoned. One time I smoked some that was laced with coke and it was the worst feeling of my life. If I just twiched my finger my whole body had that paralyzed feeling like when you sit too long on the toilet.
I've only smoked pot that was laced with something once, and that was more than enough for me. My stripper friend asked me for a ride home after work one night. Before leaving, she got some pot from the bouncer at the club where she worked, and we smoked it when we got to her house. I thought it sucked that my asthma kicked in after my first hit, but I was proven wrong. After a few minutes, I started hearing noises and sounds that I knew weren't happening. My vision became distorted to where everything had a surreal 3D effect to it, and I started seeing colors and other shit floating in the air. The weirdest thing of all was the fact that every time I moved I felt like I was swimming in a pool of gelatin. Long story short, I took that one hit at 5 in the morning at her house, but the high it gave me lasted until just after 4 in the afternoon. :eek:
Violator79
Take a Hit, Spunker!
Sounds like Acapulco Gold or Panama Red to me but I could be wrong. Hydro was the best I've ever had. It's so smooth hitting it and the feeling is so mellow.
I've got no problem with folks smoking pot. I never have and I tend to avoid the stuff since I've seen what it does to people, when they abuse it or are irresponsible with it.
Here's a story about a girl I dated once. She was a co-worker of mine at the music store where I worked and her name was Jennifer. I thought she was pretty hot, so we decided to go out one day. We ate lunch together and then went back to her place and watched TV and fucked a little bit. So far, so good. Then we went to hang out with her three friends. Eventually we went down by the train tracks to drink and smoke pot. They all smoked and wanted me to also but I just had a beer or two, especially since I had to drive. Now this girl was all of about 5'3" 85 pounds and the weed combined with the booze just got to her real quick. So she starts dancing in the middle of the street, no big deal, it's not a busy street. Then a car starts coming. She just dances there waving her arms while the car stops and starts honking at her. So she walks up to the car and starts pounding on the hood and yelling and screaming. So I go over and pull her away, since her stoned friends were no help just standing there laughing hysterically. Then the driver of the car comes up and gets in my face saying "What the fuck is your girl doing to my car?" I calm him down and he's on his way. So I walk back over toward the tracks. What is darling Jennifer doing now? She's laying down across the train tracks. So I go over to her and she tries to convince me to lay down with her. Eventually I stand her up, and she wants to make out. At that point I was in no sort of mood for that. I decide to get her back home, and luckily her friends agree. So the 3 of them are in the back seat, and they're not really too noticably high anymore. What about Jen you ask? First she is fine, just sitting in the passenger seat. Then before I can react, she decides she wants to go in the back seat. So, while I'm driving, she climbs over the seat, kicking me in the face in the process and plops onto the laps of her friends in the back seat. So I try and tell her to come back in the front seat. Her friends convince her to do so, so we pull over and she gets out. I thought she would get back in in the front seat, but that would be too easy. She starts wandering off into the woods alongside the highway. Luckily one of her friends rose to the occasion and retrieved her. So we're all back in the car and I'm driving down the highway. I can't get this girl and her friends back home fast enough. So, I'm doing about 75 when all the sudden Jennifer "discovers" the gear selector. (My car was an automatic, but had the gear selector in the center console). So she says, "What happens if I push this button?" So I push her hand away from it, but she keeps coming back. At this point, her friends, realizing the severity of the situation, are yelling at her to stop. After I've pushed her away at least a dozen times, she instead decides to reach for my crotch. So, she's playing with me and I am so pissed off that it didn't move a fucking inch. But I figure at least she can't do any damage. After a couple minutes, she says "How come you're not getting hard?" I tell her it's because I'm not in the mood for it. She says "Get in the mood, dammit!" Luckily, shortly after that, we were at her residence. She and her friends got out without a word passing between any of us. I never called her again, but she did continue to work where I did for the next three weeks. I talked to her on work-related matters, but whenever she tried to bring up that "date" or any relationship, I just said I didn't want to talk about it, because I really didn't....
Now I don't really know how much of her behavior was the booze, the pot or just her being herself, but I know that was one of the most fucked up experiences of my life.
Here's a story about a girl I dated once. She was a co-worker of mine at the music store where I worked and her name was Jennifer. I thought she was pretty hot, so we decided to go out one day. We ate lunch together and then went back to her place and watched TV and fucked a little bit. So far, so good. Then we went to hang out with her three friends. Eventually we went down by the train tracks to drink and smoke pot. They all smoked and wanted me to also but I just had a beer or two, especially since I had to drive. Now this girl was all of about 5'3" 85 pounds and the weed combined with the booze just got to her real quick. So she starts dancing in the middle of the street, no big deal, it's not a busy street. Then a car starts coming. She just dances there waving her arms while the car stops and starts honking at her. So she walks up to the car and starts pounding on the hood and yelling and screaming. So I go over and pull her away, since her stoned friends were no help just standing there laughing hysterically. Then the driver of the car comes up and gets in my face saying "What the fuck is your girl doing to my car?" I calm him down and he's on his way. So I walk back over toward the tracks. What is darling Jennifer doing now? She's laying down across the train tracks. So I go over to her and she tries to convince me to lay down with her. Eventually I stand her up, and she wants to make out. At that point I was in no sort of mood for that. I decide to get her back home, and luckily her friends agree. So the 3 of them are in the back seat, and they're not really too noticably high anymore. What about Jen you ask? First she is fine, just sitting in the passenger seat. Then before I can react, she decides she wants to go in the back seat. So, while I'm driving, she climbs over the seat, kicking me in the face in the process and plops onto the laps of her friends in the back seat. So I try and tell her to come back in the front seat. Her friends convince her to do so, so we pull over and she gets out. I thought she would get back in in the front seat, but that would be too easy. She starts wandering off into the woods alongside the highway. Luckily one of her friends rose to the occasion and retrieved her. So we're all back in the car and I'm driving down the highway. I can't get this girl and her friends back home fast enough. So, I'm doing about 75 when all the sudden Jennifer "discovers" the gear selector. (My car was an automatic, but had the gear selector in the center console). So she says, "What happens if I push this button?" So I push her hand away from it, but she keeps coming back. At this point, her friends, realizing the severity of the situation, are yelling at her to stop. After I've pushed her away at least a dozen times, she instead decides to reach for my crotch. So, she's playing with me and I am so pissed off that it didn't move a fucking inch. But I figure at least she can't do any damage. After a couple minutes, she says "How come you're not getting hard?" I tell her it's because I'm not in the mood for it. She says "Get in the mood, dammit!" Luckily, shortly after that, we were at her residence. She and her friends got out without a word passing between any of us. I never called her again, but she did continue to work where I did for the next three weeks. I talked to her on work-related matters, but whenever she tried to bring up that "date" or any relationship, I just said I didn't want to talk about it, because I really didn't....
Now I don't really know how much of her behavior was the booze, the pot or just her being herself, but I know that was one of the most fucked up experiences of my life.
^That chick sounds like a typical lush. Someone who can't hold her liquor. And considering that she mixed alcohol with marijuana, which makes you feel twice as drunk, and she only weighed 85 pounds I'm not surprised she acted like a total flop.
Marijuana alone would'nt cause someone to behave like that. So I'd blame her behavior on the alcohol/weed combination and the fact that she's a lightweight. I also wouldn't be surprised if she was a tad immature as well.
Marijuana alone would'nt cause someone to behave like that. So I'd blame her behavior on the alcohol/weed combination and the fact that she's a lightweight. I also wouldn't be surprised if she was a tad immature as well.
bigbadbrody
Banned
i have started cutting back on the ammount of weed that i smoke because i can tell it is having very bad side effects on my brain. i am not as smart as i used to be and i have lost my long term and short term memory, i a m so hungry all the time, and i am becomeing very very lazy
I am going to only smoke pot on the weekends from now on
I am going to only smoke pot on the weekends from now on
Thanks for the insight. I don't know too much about marijuana, never have been around people who've smoked it much. So I just had that experience to go by. Good to know you guys aren't all going crazy like her!
4:20pm EST. Time to take a choke.
Stoner tune for the day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hR42Ia_-aDA
Stoner tune for the day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hR42Ia_-aDA
dave_rhino
Closed Account
G-g-g-great tune.
Sounds like you picked up a real winner that day. I've never seen anyone act like that after drinking beer and smoking pot.
Violator79
Take a Hit, Spunker!
Same here. I've been around some people that should've never had a drink or smoked some pot but that story takes the cake. I've seen a guy I know, after he loaded our late friend, RIP, into the car and ride around in his wheelchair right in front of cops. We are all trying to get him back but we were all laughing so hard, even the cops were laughing, but since he wasn' the DD, nothing happened.
