2 litre gravity bong, say no more. Basicaly took a coke bottle, cut the bottom off, stuck a bowl in the neck, then put the bottle in a bucket of water with only the bowl part staying dry, light it, and pull the bottle up. The vacuum forming in the bottle sucks the smoke and vapour in. Then pull out the bowl out of the bottle neck, and put your mout in its place, push back the bottle into the bucket of water fast. Two litres of smoke gets shot into your lungs, don't expect to get up for a few minutes.
The gravity bong back in the day (I'm 48 now) did it's damage. We had more then a few participants pass out from the gravity bong.
The HIGHEST I've ever been from weed was by eating it. My 40th birthday I made a "super batch" of chocolate chip ganja bars. Invited a few friends over for a party and poker. We BBQed, then ate those cookie bars and "tried" to play poker. OMG too fucken high! One of my guest was an older dude, ex-hippie know-it-all, did it all type. I warned him about the bars, he ate one, after a few minutes he's eating another, I tell him "those are strong be careful" he's like yea yea, I've eaten hundreds of ganja products.
Next thing you know he's super quite, not like this guy he talks more then teacher at a lecture. Next thing you know he's in the bathroom for a long ass time. When he comes out he's sweating like a whore in church. I asked "you okay? he reply's NO, I need to lye down in my car. I walked him out to his car, got him in, and made him promise NOT TO LEAVE! He tells me know way, I'm too fucked up. I told him to just kick back and sleep it off.
I go back into the house, we start playing cards, next thing you know this dudes driving away, hauling ass out of my drive way. I live out in the country, he has a 15 minute drive to get home. I call his house in 20 to make sure he gets home, and his wife answers the phone....O' FUCK! NOT GOOD!
She starts yelling at me " what did u give him", I tell her.... ganja cookies..."BULLSHIT" she yells, I'm calling the cops! Within 15-20 minutes the cops are at my house, me and all my guests are tripping balls off these cookie bars, now we have to deal with the cops.....fuck me running.
Thank god we had a keg and we were able to blame it on too much beer and cold medicine..... they bought it. I guess they had to come check it out, that's their job.
SO I'M FUCKED UP OFF MY ASS, THE COPS ARE AT MY HOUSE IN MY FACE, ALL MY GUESTS ARE FUCKED UP OFF THEIR ASSES OFF COOKIES I MADE AND SUPPLIED TO THEM....NOT GOOD! I think the extra adrenaline rush added to the experience, thought I was going to have a panic attack!
That was the highest a few people were that night!
Be careful on how many cookie bars you eat and who you invite to you parties....!
TMB-