Right then....
Since this is my first post, I believe it makes sense that I should share a story about the first time I got high. My best friend and I had just come inside from our little excursion and were performing what I have come to call "mandatory cleanup procedures" when the bud hit me. For the first time in my life, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, showered, and (for some reason) shaved while high, and I thought I had been holding together rather well, having only burst into uncontrollable laughter maybe a half-dozen times. It was when I laid back on the bed to apply eyedrops that I began to perceive any issues with motor function, or, more accurately, sensory function that caused motor impairment. See, as I began to apply the liquid redness relief, I slipped into a state of "what the hell is going on where am I and what's so funny" and began laughing uncontrollably. Of course, this happened just as I had positioned the eyedropper approximately above my eye and had already begun squeezing. Temporarily unaware of what was happening, I continued squeezing the drops ever harder because I thought that nothing was coming out. Once I had regained some lucidity, I realized that I had squeezed the ENTIRE bottle onto the area surrounding my eye like the happy stoned retard that I was (and still am). So I spent the rest of the night with one bloodshot eye and one freakishly white one. The end.
Since this is my first post, I believe it makes sense that I should share a story about the first time I got high. My best friend and I had just come inside from our little excursion and were performing what I have come to call "mandatory cleanup procedures" when the bud hit me. For the first time in my life, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, showered, and (for some reason) shaved while high, and I thought I had been holding together rather well, having only burst into uncontrollable laughter maybe a half-dozen times. It was when I laid back on the bed to apply eyedrops that I began to perceive any issues with motor function, or, more accurately, sensory function that caused motor impairment. See, as I began to apply the liquid redness relief, I slipped into a state of "what the hell is going on where am I and what's so funny" and began laughing uncontrollably. Of course, this happened just as I had positioned the eyedropper approximately above my eye and had already begun squeezing. Temporarily unaware of what was happening, I continued squeezing the drops ever harder because I thought that nothing was coming out. Once I had regained some lucidity, I realized that I had squeezed the ENTIRE bottle onto the area surrounding my eye like the happy stoned retard that I was (and still am). So I spent the rest of the night with one bloodshot eye and one freakishly white one. The end.
