You know the sort of person I mean, he’s always the one sat in the back of the car trying to completely blag your head while your sitting off just trying to get high, he’s the guy pissing you right off with his random ramblings…

Anyway, I was sat in the car a couple of weeks ago with three of my mates from college, having a couple of doobs, you know how it is! There’s this guy I don’t really know sat in the back of my car, mate of a mate sort of thing, anyway to be fair he was sorta pissing me off, just chatting absolute randomness, but it wasn’t even funny, just god dam annoying.

Anyway I decided to turn the tables on mr random and give him a conundrum to pickle his head, he started going on about how he knew someone who was originally from Bolivia, moved to Peru for a year when they where 12 and then moved over to the UK - “ok” I thought, a bit random to say the least, so i popped out with “My best friend is from Mexico but he has Irish / Spanish roots, the last family get together I went to of his was mad, there were stuck up spanish divas, irish brawlers and mexican bandits” - needless to say he shut up after that.

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I had a hard day at work that day, so after work I decided to go and buy a lot of weed! I went and bought half an oz f shit hot green. Then I picked up a couple of mates in my car and we went an specked of down by the river. We made a fat spliff with about 3g of green in it. We smoked that within two minutes. I was well baked! Then we went on the munchies mission, making more fat joints on the way. We decided to go on the KFC buzz! We drove to the closest KFC drive through and went and ordered ourselves a right fat scran! We were all so hungry and my friend in that back was making spliff after spliff, I was so high! We went to the next hatch in the drive through and were waiting to get our food. Then we all realized that none of us had any money. So went just drove of as fast as we could back to the place we were before hand. We all ended up smoking the entire weed and we sat there until about 3 in the morning. I then had to drive home and as soon as I moved I then realized how high I actually was. We all decided to walk home to be safe! As we were walking we saw a barn full of hay. My friend then found about an 1/8 of skunk in his pocket so we went to the barn and smoked all the weed. I have never been so stoned in my life. It was fucking amazing! But we all then started to come on the weed comedown and all felt really sleepy. We all just managed to walk home stoned as fuck! What a night.

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A while ago i knew some lad who grew a couple of White Widow plants, the summer he grew these white widow plants was probably the best we had in a while, with alot of sunshine but with alot of rain as well. I used to go and check on the plants with him, these White widow plants we huge at only mid summer. By the end of the summer we were having to water them everyday! There were 10 plants to start with, only 6 of them were female. I suppose it wasn’t bad!

After alot of looking after all summer finally they started to flower. The White widow plants were about 5 foot tall when they started to bud, and when they had finished they were over 8 foot!

Just before they were ready to crop we realized actually the amount of bud we had, we worried because we didn’t realise we had no where to dry it out and then store it. We were lucky! My parents decided to go to there villa in the canaries for the winter. So my parent left me with there house and guess what i decide to do with it? I decide to agree to bring 6 White widow plants back to mine to manicure and dry out. They took about 2 weeks to dry and we left them to mature for 2 weeks. We then made a massive blunt of this White widow. OW MY GOD I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HIGH IN MY LIFE! I smoke weed everyday and a blunt usually would not get me that high. The cannabis we had grew was the best i and many other people i know have every smoked(many of my friends visit Amsterdam every year as well). All winter i had 2 of my friends stay at mine. As i had just finished school that year we had nothing better to do that smoke all of this White widow.

SHHIIITTT! I thought when i realised my parent were back the next day, the winter had flew by! I paid about 20 people i know in this beautiful weed to clean my house for me. Believe me it took 20 of us half a day it was a complete stoners shit hole. The worrying thing was by the time we had finished and i paid all my friends with the weed i only had 2oz left. I smoked that within about 2 weeks and then had to start buying shit 1/8 at £20 piece! Not cheap as they were usually weighed on 3g! But i didn’t mind because i probably had the best summer of my life!

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If your a smoker like myself, knowing that your running out of weed and your going to have to go an a pure mission to get some more is most definitely the worst feeling in the world…

It was a beautiful day, mid july about a year ago and I was out with a couple of mates - we’d been having a chong from about 10 in the morning and our fat half ounce was looking more and more like a bad ten bag. We decided as it was only 3 in the afternoon it would be only rude not to let the smoke continue, we didn’t want to upset the universal balance, so we got straight on the blower to our guy: “Alright mate, any chance of sorting us out the same again we seem to have demolished our current supply” to which he replied “It’s going to be 7pm earliest bud, but i have got some smashing Peruvian flake if your in the market” , “FUCK OFF do i look like a beak head - i need some ganj fast” , “Can’t help you im afraid mate, not got it till 7″.

You can picture the scene in your head now - four pot heads in a pretty small car with a doob between them all going pretty sick at the prospect away from MJ. We managed to get our heads together for long enough to realize that the only way we where going to get green before 7 was to go on a well sketchy mission up to Liverpool - to be honest i was thinking, “fuck that“, but as with most things to do with the green majority rules and we went on our merry way to Liverpool.

After an hour drive we got to where we needed to be and to cut a long story short managed to pick up - not the best of scores was a bit to damp for my liking but hey, beggars can’t be choosers. Moral of the story - you’ve got to make sure you’ve got enough weed to never run out! (in reality do you think thats ever going to happen, me neither!)

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The first time I ever got blazed I was about 15 and round at my best mates mums house. She’d gone out for the evening so we decided to try some rocky his brother had left lying around. To cut a long story short we smoked what I now know was nearly an oz of solid within a couple of hours! To be fair I was completely zonked, but my mate jsut got on the fat munchies and decided to order a chinese banquet for two - now apart from tripping out and thinking my mate was going to try some gay shit (I was 15, he was lighting candles to ‘clear the smoke’ - ot was dark, I was scared and going white!!!)

The doorbell rang, ‘”hungry?”, my mate said - “Not Really” I replied. He then proceeded to chuck twnety quid at me and told me to see the delivery guy. I slowly got up and feeling white as fuck went to the door - the poor delivery guy never stood a chance! Apparently I projectile vomited all over him and the food. To be honest I don’t remember it - my mate woke me up by throwing cold water all over me, I was lying down on the front lawn. Fuck knows where the deliver guy or the food where - come to think about it the little bastrd had off my twenty quid aswell!

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I was 15, out on a hot summers evening at a place also known as square one – a place where about 30-40 people would gather for a big chill out. There was cars, music, beer, girls, and of course enough spliffs to get a small army stoned. Everyone else seemed to smoke weed, and one particular night me and my friends, after a few beers, found ourselves in the middle of a puff-puff pass. I don’t think my jaw has ever hurt so much from laughing hahaha they were the days! True to the cause most of the original smokers can still be seen spliffing around the streets of a place formerly known as Deva – you know who you are!!

6 years later and here I am, enjoying gods gift of cannabis : D PASS THAT DUTCH!

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I knew loads of people who smoked weed so one day me and my friend thought its time to try it everyone was buzzing about it. I knew that my brothers smoke weed so i went and looked for their ’stash’, and guess what bingo about 7g of beautiful bud! I remember i must had took about 3g and i went and made a blunt not knowing that i should have put tobacco in it as well. Then me and my friend went and made a device that one of my friends showed us how to make one, all of my friends use these to smoke spliffs with to get people more high it was called a slowboat (a smoking device where a spliff goes in a bottle and there is a carb hole on the other side and you suck and cream it up and then hit it). Then i finally found one of the thing i love now! We smoked the whole blunt in the slowboat. OOOWWW MY GOD we were baked!! Thankk god i got high that day, cannabis is one of the best things in this world!!!! legalize it !!!!!!

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