A little humor to past the time -- Bad Pot Effects

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curiousPerson

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Just wondering if I am unique to this or is this something that has happened to other people. First of all, this thing I am about to describe happened to me many years ago during my college days. When it happened, if I recall correctly, it lasted for a few days, maybe a week. One reason I am bringing this up is because I am curious if such an event every happened to you or to anyone you know. Or .. perhaps this is a normal sort of thing even though it only happened to me once in my life.
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I will describe it as sequence of actions that took place one night after I got home from my last class for that day at the university. Maybe this is normal. You tell me ?
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This was before the days of all these new types of POT. It was when people smoked a pot called Columbian RED. It smelled like pine cones and it was, in fact , RED in color.
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The sequence:
1. Get home from school
2. Do a few things, maybe eat dinner. Lay in my bed in my college room for a few.
3. Decide to get a buzz by smoking a few bongs of the Columbian Red.
4. Put the first bong in .. suck it all down and hold it in for as long as I can.
5. Put the second bong in .. suck it all down and hold it in for as long as I can.
6. Put the third bong in .. suck it all down and hold it in for as long as I can.
7. Put the fourth bong in .. suck it all down and hold it in for as long as I can.
8. Put the fith bong in .. suck it all down and hold it in for as long as I can.
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Now this is when something interesting happened. In fact, this is where the story actually begins.
Right after taking the fifth bong..I heard a noise. It was the type of noise that those old music synthesizers made. It wasn't loud. Just strange .. a strange sound of sorts. My first reaction was .. WTF .. was that. Funny noise. Not like being stoned or drunk. Not like something that you were in control of. But an outside sound. Outside of your control and an out of place sound that should not really be happening right now. I think I also felt what appeared to be like a warm wind blowing thru my room. But before I could zero in on this sound I heard and the wind et. al ... The sound came back again and this time it seemed to be connected to my body.
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I am right handed. So when I smoke from the bong, I hold it with my left hand and light it with my right hand. This sound, a synthesizer sort of sound, was coming from my right freaking arm or hand or both. I immediately glanced at my right arm. I WAS SHOCKED. My right arm had suddenly become totally deformed and had shrinked to a size , maybe 1/10 of its original size.
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I was fucking flabbergasted at this point. This shit was real. It was really happening. My fucking right arm had shrunkened and was all alien and weird looking. My mind was racing. I did not know what was going on. I started to literally freak the fuck out. I remembered that my parents had given me a "BIBLE" that I kept stored away somewhere. So I tried to rummage thru the closet looking for it. Believe me folks, I was really upset at this point; had no idea what was happening. I found the bible and attempted to put my totally shrunken right arm in the bible and started to pray. It was difficult getting that tiny arm in there and that noise was continuing to sound off. I prayed: Oh God .. I will never smoke pot again .. just let me get thru this shit.
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I thought to myself .. wait .. I need some fresh air. Need to get out of this room. Chill out .. It was in the dead of winter at this time so went to get my coat and proceed to rush out of my room and on into the outside where the air was fresh. I went to grab my coat but found it extremely difficult to get my TOTALLY SHRUNKEN RIGHT ART into the FUCKING coat sleeve. Somehow I managed to the get the coat on. I rushed down the stairs of the rooming house I lived in and was finally ... OUTSIDE ... in the fresh air .. which would hopefully sober me up from this what must be the MOST DEADLY POT HIGH of all time.
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So I am thinking .. I will just walk my ass off. I will walk this high off .. Forget this shit .. I will beat this shit.
After waking two blocks I look down. I am walking in the snow in bare feet. Didn't even realize this. So I go back to my room .. I fucking struggle to get back. The outside is slowly taking on the appearance of a foreign planet. I do not remember all the details but I get my shoes.. Then I start walking in earnest. I feel so bad that I grab my forehead as to say: WTF what am I going to dooooooo. But in doing so , my forehead feels like play doe or rubber. I end up stretching it, pulling it forward before my very eyes ... I hear things following me as I walk .. the wind blows the leaves behind me and it sounds like evil spirits are following me.
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I did manage to make to the beer store ... purchased a 12 pack .. managed to make it back home ... AND GOT DRUNK .. AND THEN CONKED OUT.
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For the following week ... I had slight flashbacks from that shit. While on college campus I recall a few times in the restroom hearing that freaking sound again ..
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Any other pot smokers ever experience anything like that ?
 
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curiousPerson

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daloudpack said:
i think ur roomates may have put some grinded shrooms iyour pot.... that is the most absurd thing i have ever heard of ...
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nope .. it was only POT .. It smelled like Pine Cones .. And .. It was RED. It was Columbian Pot, natural.
Probably it is the type of pot that people try to recreate today .. BUT .. It was the real shit.
( as a foot note to this whole thing .. there were a few people that I sold some of that pot to that
flipped out and became so-called "born again christians" after smoking it. This was due to the effects it had on them ). Keep in mind, I am an atheist.
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Indacouch

Indacouch

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Well did you happend to buy the pot from let's say a boo doo priest or medicine man lol jk. That's nuts man wtf. That sounds like a straight up bad trip from some laced out shit IMO. I've never heard of anything like that with just herb The worst I've heard with herb is people having severe panick attacks causing blackout or heart complications do to panicking .......but straight up hallucinating like that sounds more like a dipped product someone picked up and ended up with you .....I know you say it was just weed but deep down don't you kinda feel suspicious to the fact that your complaints of that night sure do mimicking a bad trip .....lol crazy thanks for sharing and good luck with future sessions my friend happy smokin Piece
 
newbuddy

newbuddy

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DOH!!!!!!!! I was thinking when Craig looked in the counter for cereal and saw Smokey........HAHAHAAAAAAAAAA
that whole movie was hilarious
 
xMaYHeM

xMaYHeM

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Oh man here we go
I love weed.. like everybody here. At my story's point in time, I was 18 and had been a regular smoker for two years

So I was on OkCupid finding cool chicks to blaze with and I came across this curiously beautiful hipster asian girl with blue hair who took me up on my offer to see who could smoke more bowls.

So the day before my stash goes missing and I'm annoyed because then I only had 1g to bring to this sesh that was to be had at lunch time in one of my city's beautiful parks, which was about a 1 hour public transport ride from my house.

"fuck i have to pick up asap"
*calls dealer*
dealer is dry
"Shit!"
*calls friends and colleagues*
no one has more than a couple g on them and their dealers are dry or unavailable

it was one of those times where it sucks to live in an illegal country

suddenly at 4am I remember my girlfriend's room mate is a massive druggo. I'm talking pills every second day, casual meth habit and fucking LOVES weed.
He works in the mines in a job where he gets paid extremely well and is only a real danger to himself. He seems to be pretty good at whatever he does and makes a fuck tonne of cash so he's very liberal and generous.S

Anyway I enquire and FUCK YEAH!
"come over at lunch time i'll sort you out little bro"
So I push the sesh with the girl back to 1am and go to my sister's house near the city at 12pm.
I walk in, sis told me where the key is when he didn't answer the door and I called her
Fuck he's on the couch with needles on the table and another chick on the couch.
SHIT I hate needles so much they creep me the fuck out
They're both not really conscious and don't notice me at all.
I make myself some chocolate milk and sit down trying to take in what is happening and decide what to do


Suddenly my sister's roommate's eyes open and tiny bit
"ledge"

I look where he's looking and see a cake-size tupperware container
I go check it out and it's full of the weirdest looking weed I've ever seen
It was less bud and more "wispy" and hairy and leafy

It actually looked like something im growing now I wish I had pics but not atm (I fucked one of my plants up hard)

Anyway I asked him how much he wanted per g
"free, you are my brother"
"nah man for real, at least let me give you $50 for a quarter" (usually 70 around here)
Hell no im not being in debt to a drug dealer lol

"take it all dude"

alright fuck it.. it's hard to say no to a free (what looks like) 2oz

So I take this wispy, crystally fucken leaf weed to this sesh and just make it in time to meet the QT asian gurl


She's pretty awesome, we get on pretty well and she's keen to get baked
We go find a place right next to a pond, but hiddenby the trees and pond reeds
She pulls out her glassy, which is the sickest bong I have ever seen. Ithasa fucking percolator and a pull out cone piece
oMG im in love
with the bong first, and then the girl

We're taking rips out of this beautiful piece and this weed is fucking good!
I have a super crazy head high and I'm really happy. I told her about how my day was quite hectic and what happened at the house earlier.
She chucks on some music which is nice, i love listening to what makes other people happy

After bout 30 mins of steady hits and chat, she reaches into her bag and pulls out a metal cannister
her: "ever head of nangs?
"no shit is that laughing gas?"
her: i work at a pancake parlour and we have heaps of these.. wanna try it?

I was so fucking cooked already I wanted to say no, but this was an opportunity too good to pass up.
I had never really done any other drugs apart from weed and one MDMA cap
Having said that I was a weed CONNOISSEUR at the time


OMG right before I agree to do nangs, time splits in half.
What?
everything is half as fast, double as loud
what is even going on
shiiiiiiiit am I the only one who is aware of this happening?
I'm so fucked, there is a duck flying over the pond fucking LAGGING in the air

Ok so whilst I am assessing how my life has changed and what this means for my planet and it's people, this girl has taken an almighty rip out of this cannister and is offering the thing to me

Whattt how do I even do this shit
as i understand, put in mouth, press nozzle latch thing
it's in my mouth and I press the latch WOOOOOOSH holy fuck my everything is full of gas
I freaked a bit and threw the cannister back to the girl
Fuck it, no more hits for me

in the distance, a jack hammer whirls to life.
JRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJRJR is what it sounds like if you tell that
then suddenly
JRJRJRJRJR ----- JRJRJRJRJR ----- JRJRJR ----- JRJR---- JR ---- JR ---------------JR -------------------------JR-------------------------------------JR

Time, which was already at half speed, split into half again, andthen split into half again, and again, and again on time with the jack hammer, eventually it split into half every single time the jack hammer made a JR noise which in reality, was a few times every second.
To me, after probably 1minute, time has slowed so much that one second felt like 80 years. Like I had lived a fucking life
I don't even know how to explain this
Sound sounded like a youtube video when you slow it down to x0.25 however it was slowed down to x0.0000001
Lag was abundant

I feel like I have been alive for centuries after this experience although I know that that is just silly

What the fuck even is happening, I reach my final freak out form and get to the brink of greening out

"Hey xMaYHeM do you wanna go get food?"
Holy fuck the voice of an angel
The girl's voice broke whatever was going on and I was back to reality in terms of time being the right speed again.
"yes, yes I do want to get food"
I really wanted to get out of where I was. I felt unsafe being next to a pond in public, even though were were covered by dense brush

Anyway, if being in dense brush wasn't private enough, walking through thousands of people in my city was not a great fix to the issue.
I was almost greening out the entire time I was walking with my OkCupid date to the closest food place which just happened to be a double story hungry jacks (burger king like place for americans)
I dont want any food and i need a place to reassess my current situation so I tell the girl I'm going to the bathroom.


I go upstairs where the bathrooms are and wtf just my luck they're out of service and locked.
Well, it's time to green out surely I can spare like 5 mins and no one is up here, so I sit on the floor and half sleep only to be woken up 5 minutes later by my new friend
"are you ok xMaYHeM?"
"im really, really cooked atm I'm not dealing super well"
"Dude I am much more cooked than I was planning on getting, do you think the weed might be laced? it feels like a big MD trip"
"I hope it is because we have a fuck tonne of it"

She stayed with me in upstairs HJs for around 45 mins and chatted to me whilst I was pretty fucked
Such a sweet girl, but I knew I was never gonna see her again after this


Anyway, to cut the rest short, I got up and gave her a hug after a while and she left. I greened out straight away afterwards and I sobered up after a few hours.
I guess if anyone saw me they just thought I was sleeping.
I was so silly to pass out with 2oz in my bag in the city.


PS,I had a couple more seshes with this chick, and we were good friends.


I forgot where I was going with this story half way, but it is what it is! I guess it's my experience with laced weed, and yes your experience sounds like a hallucinogenic was in your mix.
 
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curiousPerson

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funny replies in here. Especially XMayHem funny story. But Folks, I am telling you straight up, this was pure red-top colombian weed. As pure as an angel. The pine smell was so strong from that weed that the whole room smelled like a big pine cone when you opened the bag and the pot was "red" , literally like a red stop sign.
It was very rare to come across that type of weed. There were other grades of Columbian weed that people smoked that also had that pine-cone smell and that was very good. But the type called 'red-top' was very rare and difficult to find. I Imagine they got it deep in the jungles of the Amazon some place; maybe you had to risk your life to even get to the area where it grew.
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Back in the day, this was a well known secret regarding a special weed called red-top columbian. The shit was so powerful that it could potentially give you a mild trip. And I saw first hand how this pot would really freak some people out. It would generally make a person's legs go numb and useless if that person was not that accustom to smoking strong weed.
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I have had LSD, Mushrooms and Peyote during those years so I know what it is like to trip. I also had had some weed that was laced with angel dust in the past. But that was not like this weed. The trip wasn't like a LSD trip; nor was it like a Peyote or Mushroom high. And in the case of an angel dust-laced high, I always felt good from that ... sort of like have multiple massive orgasms or something.
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But this weed - induced trip from too many bongs of red-top columbian was ORGANIC in nature. It was a massive attack on my body; my muscular and skeletal system. Just imagine for minute: You feel 100% alert, not sleepy, not stoned ... yet .... when you look at your right arm ... The fucker is all shrunken and distorted. It looks like the real thing ... it does not look hazy, or like some type of lsd-induced trip. The closest thing to this would be a salvia trip that generally last about 7 minutes. But back during those years salvia did not exist where I lived.
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This trip or whatever it was seemed real , even spiritual in some way. Like real spirits were fucking with me. I wish I could remember more about it but it happen years ago. I do remember laying in a fucking field the next day on campus and staring into the sky. I recall seeing some strange haulucinations forming in the sky from the clouds. At the time I thought I was seeing some type of celestial body floating around up there.
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The whole trip lasted for several days .. eventually .. I sort of came back to reality. I think it caused me to stop smoking for a while <------ LOL
 
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curiousPerson said:
now thats funny
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you said:
"Hell yeha!! Yo! I need that Colombian Red that shit is FIRE!!! Yo pass that shit!!"
I say:
You do not really want that shit, believe me. Even Though I did smoke again after I finally recovered about a week or so later.But I never took 5 bong hits in a row after that.

I guess the whole event will forever be a mystery as to the why and what about it. I'm kindof thinking that the combination of 5 bongs in a row of that red top columbian caused some type of mental event to occur in my brain; perhaps completely knocked down some organic filters that normally filter sensations as they enter your mind. This is in effect what LSD does. However, the particular filters that are suppressed are probably different with different hallucinogenics. I think that I was seeing some type of deeply spiritual world and wasn't quite mentally prepared to deal with it. At least that is the way I see it now, years later. The very fact that it made such a deep impression on my mind, to stay with me this long, means something. I have had salvia, lsd,shrooms, peyote,datura stramonium(gymson weed). I have had a bad trip or two off of LSD and almost flipped off some salvia. But these things happened years later after that red top thing. And nothing compares to the deepness of that shit. Imagine someone or something physically holding and squeezing your heart and you can't do shit about it but experience it totally conscious. That is the best analogy to that shit I guess. Just something that is so weird and so real at the same time.
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I might research the matter on the net to see if anyone has had such a heavy pot trip.
 
SPLFreak808

SPLFreak808

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1. this plant had something seriously wrong with it and grew in a poisonous area

OR

2. This plant had some type of chemicals in it during flower either for bugs or thieves.

Thinking the weed just grew fucked up like that as a phenotype is just ridiculous.
 
hellmutt bones

hellmutt bones

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daloudpack said:
remember it gave smokey that weird twitch lol
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curiousPerson said:
you said:
"Hell yeha!! Yo! I need that Colombian Red that shit is FIRE!!! Yo pass that shit!!"
I say:
You do not really want that shit, believe me. Even Though I did smoke again after I finally recovered about a week or so later.But I never took 5 bong hits in a row after that.

I guess the whole event will forever be a mystery as to the why and what about it. I'm kindof thinking that the combination of 5 bongs in a row of that red top columbian caused some type of mental event to occur in my brain; perhaps completely knocked down some organic filters that normally filter sensations as they enter your mind. This is in effect what LSD does. However, the particular filters that are suppressed are probably different with different hallucinogenics. I think that I was seeing some type of deeply spiritual world and wasn't quite mentally prepared to deal with it. At least that is the way I see it now, years later. The very fact that it made such a deep impression on my mind, to stay with me this long, means something. I have had salvia, lsd,shrooms, peyote,datura stramonium(gymson weed). I have had a bad trip or two off of LSD and almost flipped off some salvia. But these things happened years later after that red top thing. And nothing compares to the deepness of that shit. Imagine someone or something physically holding and squeezing your heart and you can't do shit about it but experience it totally conscious. That is the best analogy to that shit I guess. Just something that is so weird and so real at the same time.
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I might research the matter on the net to see if anyone has had such a heavy pot trip.
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You do know that there has allways been fake weed that vendors sell like at 7-Eleven and stoner shopps. They actually can fuck u up bad but its not te real thing also it could of been laced.

I've been smoking for 30+ years and i still wouldn't take five bong ripps back to back specially if its panama red.
By the way panama red isnt really red.
 
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curiousPerson

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SPLFreak808 said:
1. this plant had something seriously wrong with it and grew in a poisonous area

OR

2. This plant had some type of chemicals in it during flower either for bugs or thieves.

Thinking the weed just grew fucked up like that as a phenotype is just ridiculous.
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I think it was just that weed that you hear about in folk lore. The monster weed that comes from deep in the old country; planted and grown by the ancients. The weed you better respect or else. That weed that takes over your mind for a few hours ( maybe days ).
Like I said, closest thing I can say was like it is salvia.
 
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