DOSE:	4 g	smoked	Cannabis	(plant material)
	40 oz	oral	Alcohol - Beer/Wine	(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

165 lb

Well goin on my 7th year of blazing I decided to do something a little bit off the record to start my canada day for 2008...

I wake up smiling, ate some cereal, put on the kicks and stroll on down to my buddys house for some freshness, well call him D-Bomb for now, old D-Bomb hooks me up with the greenidge, he always gets me to come on down when hes got the fresh new stuff and always provides a name for it, he called it Afgan Orange Kush and it was one 4 G bud... oh yeee I was smiling...

Walked back, 45 mins later... got some papes and some stickies together... thats right folks 2 paper longer, hehehe

Figured i'd grab my last 40 from the fridge, an OE. Nothing puts a smile on my face better then an OE at 9am...

So I roll on down to the stoop, blaze up that joint, immediately an older fellow who I never seen before comes up to me and asks to keep the roach, I said 'h3LL naww'... just to tick him off I did a cannonball shot. (Inhaling a big puff, slamming your drink and then exhaling) . Then I continued to smoke till it was about 1/8th finished... thats like ridiculous, I couldn't even get off my stairs, I tried to but I just leaned forward and fell down my cement stairs onto the public street... my Old enlish still sitting on the ledge...

I heard some people screaming to call the cops so I snapped out of it got up still seeing picture frame vision screaming 'Im Fine Im Fine Officer' and throwing punches at the air. They're was no police, just the same old man returning to the scene, but I thought he was undercover for some reason, wow this weed was good...

I then collapsed again... approx 2 mins later I felt someone nudging me so I woke up saying 'Im Fine Officer' and still no real cops were even in the area, nobody even touched me actually, I might have had a dream or another seizure or soemthing.. I dont know... so I got up took a drink of my booze and bailed through my door into the foyer backwards.

Shutting the door with my leg and locking it aswell I then passed out on the ground with a half burnt up roach in my pocket and beer all over me...

Then I got woken up by a phone call 5 hours later to go to the beer tent, so I washed up and headed out... and that was my trippy 4 gram joint canada day story, payce out!

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 72341
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Sep 29, 2019	Views: 723
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