Alright Man Strangest Places You've Gotten High?

GarvinStomp said:

In the chemistry lab during chemistry class in high school...can't beleive the idiot teacher never caught all 6 of us...also drank whiskey during choir rehearsal...now THAT was fun ...

Click to expand...

i done this with a friend in the 1st row of science. we had a new treacher she had no clue what was goin on. it was funny now looking back on it because my friends home made pipe was made out of the gas taps from the science room lol probably not the healthyest thing that we could of smoked though.

My friends and I used to smoke out unlocked storage units and leave them filled with smoke so the next time the owner would come they could enjoy the great smell

Also smoking with a crazy old guy in his motor home who would claim to have worked as a special agent for the government every time he got high was interesting.

i fired up in a ruth chris steakhouse bathroom once! thats the only way their steak tastes decent to me lol

with an off duty cop he is my good friend i dont think of him as a cop.
friends house in his backyard he has a shed with windows we hot boxed pretty cool
under a bridge

I smoked out one of my best friend's and his air force recruiters after eating at ihop at 3 in the morning once.
I've also smoked out on top of an empty dunken donuts in the middle of the day on a main road. Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I was on probation during that time too. That was dumb as fuck.

The best places I've smoked so far in my 6 months of smoking:

Inside a mormon church building on vacation in Provo.
On an inner tube floating down the river with a whole group of people. Passing was stressful but felt so awesome.


On my to-do list are: Smoke at the top of a mountain(I ride dirt bikes) and buying one of these 50 gallon buckets from walmart, cut a hole for a stem, submerge it in my pool and have two people lift it out of the water and let people swim underneath and take huge hits. =)

me and my buddy were sittin in his caddy in his moms garage hotboxin forever rollin up and rollin up some more when she came out into the garage and smoked a 100 cigg to the filter, and never even saw us, but i dont know how cuz his car was right in front of the door lol i swear she looked right at me for a second before she walked back inside but my buddy says i was paranoid lol idk but ya that was pretty weird and it was kinda weird hotboxin in a car in a garage

that was sposed to post at 4:19

best place ive ever smoked was my other buddys outdoor hottub that was in a wooden room thing so u cud hotbox it and we used the hotub as a g-bong sooooooooooo hi on cali buds

storminmormon said:

The best places I've smoked so far in my 6 months of smoking:

Inside a mormon church building on vacation in Provo.
On an inner tube floating down the river with a whole group of people. Passing was stressful but felt so awesome.


On my to-do list are: Smoke at the top of a mountain(I ride dirt bikes) and buying one of these 50 gallon buckets from walmart, cut a hole for a stem, submerge it in my pool and have two people lift it out of the water and let people swim underneath and take huge hits. =)

Click to expand...

†L† 6 months, fresh, aren't you?
I started getting high when I was 11, and every year my family and my best friends family would go for about two weeks to stay by a river. Adults in the camper, the rest of us in tents. We used to get high at night on a cliff we used to jump off of. During the day my best friend and I would haul ass to get a good head start, the whole float took 4-6 hours depending on how high the river was, and once we knew we had a good distance. We would keep small towels and in a plastic bag, and they had these little waterproof containers we would keep our joints in. Joints would always get a bit wet from passing them, but it was my favorite way to get high.

RavenMochi said:

†L† 6 months, fresh, aren't you?
I started getting high when I was 11, and every year my family and my best friends family would go for about two weeks to stay by a river. Adults in the camper, the rest of us in tents. We used to get high at night on a cliff we used to jump off of. During the day my best friend and I would haul ass to get a good head start, the whole float took 4-6 hours depending on how high the river was, and once we knew we had a good distance. We would keep small towels and in a plastic bag, and they had these little waterproof containers we would keep our joints in. Joints would always get a bit wet from passing them, but it was my favorite way to get high.

Click to expand...

Fuck yea. One time me and a friend were camping at a river where you floated down. The first morning we woke up hung over as fuck with no food and not a lot of money. We jumped in the river right after we woke up to try and take the edge off the hangover. So, we're floating and I just randomly yell out "where's the weed at" and this guy and his girl are behind us and he says "I got something to smoke, if you got something to smoke out of." The minor problem of not having an apparatus was not going to deter us from free weed. I found a can on the bottom of the river and made a can pipe. It was kinda of fishy tasting but got us high as fuck. It was some of the best weed I've smoked, I was just floating down the river with my eyes closed and a big ass smile on my face.

blimey said:

Fuck yea. One time me and a friend were camping at a river where you floated down. The first morning we woke up hung over as fuck with no food and not a lot of money. We jumped in the river right after we woke up to try and take the edge off the hangover. So, we're floating and I just randomly yell out "where's the weed at" and this guy and his girl are behind us and he says "I got something to smoke, if you got something to smoke out of." The minor problem of not having an apparatus was not going to deter us from free weed. I found a can on the bottom of the river and made a can pipe. It was kinda of fishy tasting but got us high as fuck. It was some of the best weed I've smoked, I was just floating down the river with my eyes closed and a big ass smile on my face.

Click to expand...

In true macgyver fashion. No pothead has ever let a little thing like nothing to smoke out of stop him...

Scored a joint from a French MILF at the Nassau resort & casino in the Bahamas. I couldn't seal the deal (her ole'man wouldn't let her leave his sight ); but managed to end the night smoking the J in an empty life guard tower

At a bon-fire only 10' away from my Mom who had no clue what was going on. The next morning she shared with me that everyone was acting so odd, but "I guess the heavy smoke from the fire does that to people drinking sometimes." hehe

Yes Mom, campfires make people stoned...

me and my friends wanted to do a Jamaican hot box ( you know where you hot box your bathroom with the hottest water running) then i remembered my building has a sauna room so we smoked a decent sized joint in the sauna lol it was a fairly small room so it filled up with smoked very quickly. when we left you could see the smoke escaping from under the door. thankfully at that time they didn't have any cameras outside of the rooms but shortly afterwards they installed them so we had to resort back to smoking in my bathroom with the hot water again lol

one to remember is at squaw valley after lunch and after 2 pitchers of beer. we take the lift all the way to the top and blazed the whole way. with the elevation at like 9000 ft i think. so beer and weed with little oxygen is a perfect mix.

Carne Seca said:

Not any place weird but how about the best? On top of a mesa overlooking the town. We were watching the fourth of July fireworks. Adding to the fireworks were lightning storms all around us. It was an amazing night.

Oh wait, I just remembered. When I was in college, I worked the grave-yard shift dispatching. I had over 50 radios to take care of. My buddies used to sneak in the back door and smoke me out. It was great.

Click to expand...

The mesa where you see the scorpion? If so I can picture it and wow . . . must have been incredible.

Oh and my own strangest place to toke was on the ass end of a big old fishing boat going out for cod long range off Mass in my teen years getting burned down on kindbud joints by the deckhands. Thinking back on it they were damn hot too, I should've kissed one. Married now, c'est la vie. Oh and my dad who was an AA/NA nazi was sleeping like 20 ft away, tops. Guees I was a ballsy 18 year old, eh? BUT we were in international waters at the time, so . . .

Most weird/awkward place? On a cliff in Arkansas state park with a family (8-11) of Nigerian people I've never seen a day in my life. Smoked a 5 strain blunt (Blueberry Cough, Pineapple Express, Ultimate Indica, Skunk #1, and Blue Dream) that literally smelled up a 1/4 mile radius in the forest where EVERYBODY was walking around in. Found a calm spot over looking the forest by cliff top afterwards and the family of Nigerian people walked by, smelled us because we obviously reeked of delicious herb, and decided to pull out a blunt (nasty lows) and light it up as well. Mean while people who were obviously not mj friendly were walking by looking at us and getting suspicious. At that point one of the Nigerian guys (like 18 or 20 y.o.) said that someone was following him and taking pictures of him. So we walk with them down the path a bit, they stop and look at a cool cave. We take that opportunity to GTFO and bolt down the cliff side. Next thing we know, were all the way down in the parking lot now (like a 10 min run) and we hear this "there they are!" voice from the cliff. So we hop in my friends car (Subaru STI) and leave. Funny thing is, as we were getting in the car, we saw 6 park rangers head up the same cliff we came down and 2 bolted off in their SUV. They were looking for someone.

Sitting at the Gate in the airport. I had smoked a couple of bowls in my truck before going through security 45 minutes before my flight. I had made a batch of cannabutter cookies the night before. I shipped 2/3 of them to my hotel in Mass, the rest I took on the plane with me. After security I sat at the gate eating cookie after cookie. I ate about 6 while I waited on the plane. Needless to say, I didn't have any issues with the flight. I vaguely remember the layover in Newark and don't know how the hell I got from there to my hotel in Mass. or where the hell the other 10 cookies I took on the plane went, but I felt great.

-RT

WOW!, this brings back fond but stupid memories! I used to live in a small Chicago suburb on the northside. My neighbor was a local cop. One night he brought his squad home and I had my buddy take a pic of me in the back seat doing a bong! Luckily, I was a minor and the cop was VERY kewl, when he had to come and let me out of the car because I was locked in! LOL!!!! I also used to burn a sneak a toke in the detention room of my highschool. I had no choice, that is where I spent most of my time...those where the days!