Your most memorable smoke session

[buttermilk]

I ran away from home 'cause my parents tried to make me go to this gay music camp thing so I got my stuff (sleepin' bag, weed, etc.) and got this sweet spot that was secluded from the rest of the city about two miles from my house (walking sucks ass). Once I got settled in I was high the whole time. Fuckin' sweet.

[slashx16]

my best smoke session would be when my parents went away and i got some friends round for a smoke. we started off watching the tv with some cognac, then at about midnight we decided to roll a phat blunt, the weed we used was awesome, it crackled everytime you toked it. after that we were playin on mariokart on my n64, which was when i started to realise how fucked i was. after that we just went back into my lounge where we seemed to just lose conciousness. after like 2 hours we woke up and watched south park on tv

[Black_Marauder]

I guess I find 'other' kinds of smoke sessions more satisfying. A lot of stories I've heard so far involved tv and video games.

I guess my more memorable smoke sessions were when I was with an old friend for the first time in long time, and having our first conversations in years over a loaded pipe.

Romantic smoke sessions with someone you're fascinated with, low lighting, music, low voices- my body would shudder when I looked into them too closely; the weed helped me fall into everything.

Or those amazing smoke sessions when you're laugh your ass off the entire time, and have the greatest hours of your life- jokes made with good friends that seem so incredibly funny, everyones smiles and laughter stimulating the others to laugh into more riots. Jokes that are still kind of funny today.

Or those really illuminating smoke sessions. The ones I spent alone, the thoughts I tossed back and forth as I'm driving around- stopping someplace naturally satisfying to sniff the wind and think about my future.

The sessions I used to spend writing- the poetry seemed so goddamn original.


Yeah. I guess I wouldn't want to say that I can't have a good time without weed- but it can certainly make having a good time easier!

[scarlet]

A couple of weeks ago some friends and i were celebrating so we went all out on a massive one.like massive massive
it all began when we started drinking and smoking (only blunts) and went to a club in central london, we got thrown out for blazing a zoot so instead of going home we decided to go swimming in a fountain near centre point, then someone got a road bollard so i climbed a lampost and mounted it quite nicely upon the street light, we then attempted to catch a night bus home but a few of us had lost our travel cards, what does one do in this situation? i shall tell you, you bribe the bus driver with a henrys of weed...not even joking. so we got back home and continued smokeing (i say that a few people were lamers and went to bed) but we smoked until the sun rose, at around 6.30 7am in the midst of some shitty queen dvd 10 of us decided we should go camping.
now we packed our shit up and decided we would drive to wales and camp in wales for a few nights. so we left the house around 10/11 and two cars drove 10 people and a shit load of weed to wales.
At around 2/3 we stopped in a sevice station, oh i forgot to say there was 5 of us in a corsa and 5 in a micra ( not the largest of cars) to fit all our shit in the car we had to litrally be squashed in annd have all the bags and tents and coats and jackets and blankets and sleeping bags and friggin guitars piled around us, because of this the driver couldn't see very well out the back of the car so in the sevice station we are all becoming very impatient for a zoot sitting in the car waiting for the driver to fill up the car, unfortunately we were at the begining of a que for the pumps and the car infront of us had been abandoned by its driver, so in a fit of rage and due to his comprimed vision we reversed smack into a landrover...whoops! luckily we only lost the cover for the lights and the blinker and brake lights still worked so we continued our journey to wales.
now after reversing into a landrover and having a few spliffs we decided we couldn't smoke in the car because if the police stopped us because of the light and could smell weed then it would give them incentive to search us, which no one wants. so we set of for wales again and it was just starting to get dark, this was the point when we realised we hadn't booked a camp site and on a drunked and stonned whim we just decided to drive to wales, so as it was getting dark we decided to get off of the motorway and look for a place to set up camp.
Wiltshire (UK), anyone heard of it? well it is the home of draco malfoy (i love harry potter) a very very creepy place, we drove through some really eerie woods with bambi's in them and a teeny tiny village, we camped in the woods that night.
10 people in a 6 person tent, around 6 we realised we should have thought the trip through more! oh bugger i forgot to mention also how cold it was. i mean it was freezing, thermal layering multiple jeans jumpers jackets coats and it was still so so cold i even had newspaper in my sleeping bag for extra warmth! so we decided to smoke 3,2,1's (great game) until we passed out (also we were all so paranoid about illigally camping in these random woods), so about 12 o clock we were all so pie eyed we did eventually pass out.
i kept waking up during the night and i could hear rain and was like shitter i hate putting tents away in the rain. around 6 in the morning we all decided we should make a move and carry on towards wales as we steped outside the tent we realised we had been sleeping in an igloo and it had snowed so much in the night (what i thoguht was rain) that the cars were stuck and we couldn't put the tents down with out getting soaking wet and even colder.
eventually we did get the tents pakced away and we did get to wales, we got snowed in, in Camarthen for 2 days and that was probably the best smoking session i have ever had.
it was a very big celebration

[President Beavis]

The first time I got baked basically, hotboxing a little book cabinet thing with the bong. With a bunch of people I didn't know, but it was all good.