Simple, Yet happiest time.... while smoking

Anonymiss1969

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Its usually hard for me to remember good times that I had while I was high, so I wanted to start a thread to tell someone about them before I forget. Hopefully everyone else posts too.

Me and my 3 roommates at my last place used to each roll up the fattest blunts we could and then, in a ceremonial manner, would go down to the living room closet and light em up. The closet was about 2.5'x2.5' so we were pretty much shoulder to shoulder, but we got super ripped and when we openned the door, the smoke floated out into the living room like ocean waves turning the living room into a sea of smoke. Ahhh.
 

Pnuggle

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haha, I could still do it If my buddies and I had the money and time. It sure would get me blazed :eyesmoke:
 

waronwar

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the first time i got high with my wife.
we found the realization that she was high effing hilarious.
we talked to the dogs and found that effing hilarious.

then i put my dick in her poopshoot.

good time had by all.
 

Anonymiss1969

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the first time i got high with my wife.
we found the realization that she was high effing hilarious.
we talked to the dogs and found that effing hilarious.

then i put my dick in her poopshoot.

good time had by all.
Wow, (glistening in eyes) that sounds romantic.

Hehehe. Funny story.

Edit: The eyes glistening and "romantic" is sarcasm.
 

Iron Lion Zion

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Its usually hard for me to remember good times that I had while I was high, so I wanted to start a thread to tell someone about them before I forget. Hopefully everyone else posts too.

Me and my 3 roommates at my last place used to each roll up the fattest blunts we could and then, in a ceremonial manner, would go down to the living room closet and light em up. The closet was about 2.5'x2.5' so we were pretty much shoulder to shoulder, but we got super ripped and when we openned the door, the smoke floated out into the living room like ocean waves turning the living room into a sea of smoke. Ahhh.
My friends and I would do this too (go to a tiny closet and smoke). My best memory is: my last year of school I lived with my best friend from school, and next to 4 other of our best friends and above 2-3 other good friends. We all smoked. I miss being in a circle at like 5 am with several pieces going around between 8-9 people then walking literally 10 feet to go to bed. I miss the the sour diesel and snow cap from these experiences as well.:cry:
 

Anonymiss1969

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My friends and I would do this too (go to a tiny closet and smoke). My best memory is: my last year of school I lived with my best friend from school, and next to 4 other of our best friends and above 2-3 other good friends. We all smoked. I miss being in a circle at like 5 am with several pieces going around between 8-9 people then walking literally 10 feet to go to bed. I miss the the sour diesel and snow cap from these experiences as well.:cry:
We had a group of 9 of us (they would call us the "Narcoleptic 9" cause there were times we'd be soo high that people would pass out out of no where) and we would do that kind of shit.

Best times of my life. If only the internet wasn't so shady and we could all get together and have a massive fuckin smoke sesh, like a hempfest for RIU members.
 

Anonymiss1969

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I have a buddy that lives in Seattle, WA now that was my best friend for a while. There was 7 or 8 of us crammed into this car while we went to Seattle and on the way back me and my friend couldn't take it, so we rode in the trunk. At first it was scary as shit, but then they gave us 2 pipes and a big ol' bag of weed and we hot boxed the trunk from Seattle to the other side of the state.
 

Louis541

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I have a buddy that lives in Seattle, WA now that was my best friend for a while. There was 7 or 8 of us crammed into this car while we went to Seattle and on the way back me and my friend couldn't take it, so we rode in the trunk. At first it was scary as shit, but then they gave us 2 pipes and a big ol' bag of weed and we hot boxed the trunk from Seattle to the other side of the state.
Can you imagine what would of happened if the cops pulled yall over and smelled weed?

"I need to search your trunk."
Opens it up and sees two stoners still tokin it up laughing there ass off.
Bet he couldn't keep a straight face.
 

Anonymiss1969

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Can you imagine what would of happened if the cops pulled yall over and smelled weed?

"I need to search your trunk."
Opens it up and sees two stoners still tokin it up laughing there ass off.
Bet he couldn't keep a straight face.
*Cries to heavens* IF ONLY THAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED!!! :-D

There probably would have been jail time involved... actually definately would have been jail time... but that would have been some of the funniest shit ever. I would have just shouted, "THANK GOD YOU FOUND US! They threw us back here with this weed and said they wouldn't let us live if we didn't smoke it" *Hugs officer's leg*.

I would have told him it was a joke after he arrested our friend. Hehehe...
 

Iron Lion Zion

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We had a group of 9 of us (they would call us the "Narcoleptic 9" cause there were times we'd be soo high that people would pass out out of no where) and we would do that kind of shit.

Best times of my life. If only the internet wasn't so shady and we could all get together and have a massive fuckin smoke sesh, like a hempfest for RIU members.
Yah. In a couple of weeks there are 6 of us getting together... 3 are flying in and 1 is driving up to come hang out for a couple of days with my roommate and I... that should be a interesting reunion.
 

......

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I used to love when we first started smoking we would get so high in this abandoned van outback my house I miss those days.Then my freind got a apartment and had a badass basement we fixed up to smoke in and this closet we would get so high in there but the smoke would start burnin your eyes.His girl used to hate that closet though so that was like a special occasion thing.I miss those days +rep op for reminding me.
 

loke

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Right at dusk, Laying back on the headboard of my old bed watching the sun cascade across my bedroom wall, while clouds float by casing soothing waves of light to slowly pulsate. All the while weed smoke gently dances in the sunbeams.....
 

Anonymiss1969

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Right at dusk, Laying back on the headboard of my old bed watching the sun cascade across my bedroom wall, while clouds float by casing soothing waves of light to slowly pulsate. All the while weed smoke gently dances in the sunbeams.....
Over in Bellingham this girl I knew had a house with a huge balcony that went around the house and we'd get back from a rave right before the sun came up so we'd roast bowls out on the balcony under cover while it rained and the sun came up.
 

Anonymiss1969

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I used to love when we first started smoking we would get so high in this abandoned van outback my house I miss those days.Then my freind got a apartment and had a badass basement we fixed up to smoke in and this closet we would get so high in there but the smoke would start burnin your eyes.His girl used to hate that closet though so that was like a special occasion thing.I miss those days +rep op for reminding me.
I went to visit one of my good friends brothers in Montana one time and they had a closet there that was about 1.5'x6' and we closed the doors and they duct taped it up. They turned a vape on and let it blow into the air while we smoke out of 2 bongs. It was killer.
 

grow space

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closet smoking is funky ass good smoka place:)
So many happy times are from my early smoking days that i cant remember fully.that damn memory loss....
 

loke

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Over in Bellingham this girl I knew had a house with a huge balcony that went around the house and we'd get back from a rave right before the sun came up so we'd roast bowls out on the balcony under cover while it rained and the sun came up.
That sounds really cool, I like those kind of houses where you can just sit on the porch and watch the sun come up and down, I grew up in such a house. But experiencing something like that while in the afterglow of a rave must have been wondrous for you; I know from experience that raves can sometime have a magical afterglow about them.

One time after a rave I went to....erm I think it was H.S.I.I. '05..or T.A.O. 05', I forget which but anyway the morning after the rave I was awoken to like 5 different car alarms doing a Trance tune purposly (lol), and they smoked me out with some one hitter quiter because I told them that it sounded tight lol. It was one of the best times man...
 
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