RetiredToker76
Well-Known Member
One of the most classic moments for me was coming out of retirement with people I love. I'd smoked a ton in high school but always got blitzed with mere acquaintances not people I really cared about.
Anyway this couple, myself, and my wife all toke up. They're newbies, I'm old school but crazy stupid sober, and my wife is a virgin. My wife bows out for ever as far as I can tell. (I think it was like 5 min, but it felt like all night.) So she finally tokes up a tiny little binger from the bong. Earlier I had explained the usage of a bong to her and warned her about coughing into the bong and turning it into a spray gun. I had also warned her not to do it with the bowl still in the bong and that a water gun was better than getting the weed all wet. Her little bittie hittie was a success, no wet weed, and no spray gun. Tiny hit but she did well.
Next our friend takes a hit, mind you he's a noob but not a virgin. He takes a MONSTER hit, swear to god I thought he was going to pass out on the inhale, I was already so baked I was inhaling with him. His eyes start to bulge and I see the flexing of his muscles and I think, "Oh shit there goes a nice bowl." He grabs the bowl and yanks it out and coughs up a HUGE mass of air, water goes flying accross the patio. His wife grmbled at him for not listening to the 'code' they'd learned from another friend of theirs. My wife looks at me and starts giggliing profusely, "He made a squirt gun, tee hee hee hee."
I just state cawfawing at her statement. I look over and say, "Dude you alive? He goughs again and nods. I reply with, "Good show!" You shot the sherrif, but you didn't shoot the wife or me." I rythm of course.
Everyone starts laughing hystarically and my wife backhanded me for the statement. We all laughed until we were out of breath. Once we regathered my wife and I sat and listened to them discuss how great it was being high and how they never relaxed that way before.
After moving inside I got stuck with the worse case of couch lock I've ever had. I was warping through my mind of the ages of 15 - 18 when I got baked regularly. Remembering all the stoner memories I'd long forgotten or dismissed. Kills brain cells my ass, I was remembering details I didnt know I still had in my head. I looked at my lovely wife and our georgous friends/lovers and realized that being high with people you love is MUCH better than just getting high or getting high with someone acceptable.
It felt like hours passed. I had made a music mix on my Zune for my wifes first high and sharing that vital experience with our lovers. It was the best of the stuff my wife loved, stuff I got high to back in the day, and songs our lovers felt were very important. The music just penetrated me through and through. I just sat on the floor feeling the music.
My wife engaged the female half of our friends in a discussion about something. It got really abstract and disjoined, neither one of them made any sense. I just watched as they touched each other and talked. It was incredibly beutiful. Then slowly we each started to fall asleep all connected. (I'm going to have to introduce them to a sativa soon.)
That was the most incredible thing I think I've ever done stoned. It's not exciting or all that silly, but the power of it will stay with me forever. I can't wait to have a special night to do that with them again. Everyone all curled up, in love, and very happy being with each other. That's the way life should be lived.
That's my memorable stoner moment. All you people saying, "Jee I wish I could get that high again." I have the answer and actually enjoy the ride it gives you. Toke for a while and enjoy altered reality then stop. Stay stopped for a few months, maybe even a year, then toke up. MY GOD it's got the high of being a very green noob all over again. I was stoned for 13 hours that night, we started at 11pm and I wasn't clear again until 1 the next afternoon.
After 3 weeks my highs are back to about 2 - 4 hours again. It'll soon be time to stop again for a prolonged period, maybe I'll go for a cool decade this time. When I return to sweet MJ she'll be sweeter than ever maybe even legal??
That's my memorable stoner moment with a bit of advice for the 18 - 20 somethings out there. If you let it get old and take a break, you'll find your time in reality can actually be quite pleasing. When you need a break from reality you'll find MJ can be more loving than she ever was in the past.
-RT76
Yes I am VERY stoned right now, but damn that was an awsome night.
Anyway this couple, myself, and my wife all toke up. They're newbies, I'm old school but crazy stupid sober, and my wife is a virgin. My wife bows out for ever as far as I can tell. (I think it was like 5 min, but it felt like all night.) So she finally tokes up a tiny little binger from the bong. Earlier I had explained the usage of a bong to her and warned her about coughing into the bong and turning it into a spray gun. I had also warned her not to do it with the bowl still in the bong and that a water gun was better than getting the weed all wet. Her little bittie hittie was a success, no wet weed, and no spray gun. Tiny hit but she did well.
Next our friend takes a hit, mind you he's a noob but not a virgin. He takes a MONSTER hit, swear to god I thought he was going to pass out on the inhale, I was already so baked I was inhaling with him. His eyes start to bulge and I see the flexing of his muscles and I think, "Oh shit there goes a nice bowl." He grabs the bowl and yanks it out and coughs up a HUGE mass of air, water goes flying accross the patio. His wife grmbled at him for not listening to the 'code' they'd learned from another friend of theirs. My wife looks at me and starts giggliing profusely, "He made a squirt gun, tee hee hee hee."
I just state cawfawing at her statement. I look over and say, "Dude you alive? He goughs again and nods. I reply with, "Good show!" You shot the sherrif, but you didn't shoot the wife or me." I rythm of course.
Everyone starts laughing hystarically and my wife backhanded me for the statement. We all laughed until we were out of breath. Once we regathered my wife and I sat and listened to them discuss how great it was being high and how they never relaxed that way before.
After moving inside I got stuck with the worse case of couch lock I've ever had. I was warping through my mind of the ages of 15 - 18 when I got baked regularly. Remembering all the stoner memories I'd long forgotten or dismissed. Kills brain cells my ass, I was remembering details I didnt know I still had in my head. I looked at my lovely wife and our georgous friends/lovers and realized that being high with people you love is MUCH better than just getting high or getting high with someone acceptable.
It felt like hours passed. I had made a music mix on my Zune for my wifes first high and sharing that vital experience with our lovers. It was the best of the stuff my wife loved, stuff I got high to back in the day, and songs our lovers felt were very important. The music just penetrated me through and through. I just sat on the floor feeling the music.
My wife engaged the female half of our friends in a discussion about something. It got really abstract and disjoined, neither one of them made any sense. I just watched as they touched each other and talked. It was incredibly beutiful. Then slowly we each started to fall asleep all connected. (I'm going to have to introduce them to a sativa soon.)
That was the most incredible thing I think I've ever done stoned. It's not exciting or all that silly, but the power of it will stay with me forever. I can't wait to have a special night to do that with them again. Everyone all curled up, in love, and very happy being with each other. That's the way life should be lived.
That's my memorable stoner moment. All you people saying, "Jee I wish I could get that high again." I have the answer and actually enjoy the ride it gives you. Toke for a while and enjoy altered reality then stop. Stay stopped for a few months, maybe even a year, then toke up. MY GOD it's got the high of being a very green noob all over again. I was stoned for 13 hours that night, we started at 11pm and I wasn't clear again until 1 the next afternoon.
After 3 weeks my highs are back to about 2 - 4 hours again. It'll soon be time to stop again for a prolonged period, maybe I'll go for a cool decade this time. When I return to sweet MJ she'll be sweeter than ever maybe even legal??
That's my memorable stoner moment with a bit of advice for the 18 - 20 somethings out there. If you let it get old and take a break, you'll find your time in reality can actually be quite pleasing. When you need a break from reality you'll find MJ can be more loving than she ever was in the past.
-RT76
Yes I am VERY stoned right now, but damn that was an awsome night.