Give me some of your best "high" stories!

Give me some of your best "high" stories!

Tell me something fun, weird or amazing that have happend while you were high

first time using weed, didn't feel anything

2nd time I almost passed out from being high

ate 9 honeybuns. shot my buddy in the face with a revolver in h1z1, when he was like wtf dude i did it again and it killed him. just seeing if i can friendly fire lol

smoked weed
feeled good
thee end

>decide to play some fuckin skyrim
>>inb4 oblivion or morrowind is better, whatever fuck
>be a cool ass wizard makin potions n shit
>put game on high difficulty bc its too ez otherwise
>using all kinds of magic like i did in oblivion
>see myself as a humble druid, collecting ingredients and helping people out
>completely blank out all the shit ive been stealing and pickpocketing and people ive killed solely for monetary gain
>use illusion spells to kill people legally
>make a fortune
>have faendal as a follower, weak ass pussy wood elf
>he sees me do ALL of this
>even killing people i did quests for just so i could have the quest item back or get my money back from training skills
>ditch his ass for the bitch you fist fight in the whiterun inn
>do some more questing, gearing up for bleak falls barrow
>world gets really foggy and creepy
>go to riverwood, try to sleep in gertrudes house for the well rested bonus
>"get out of here now. i wont ask you again."
>wtf i thout i could crash here
>whatever, ill just go to riverwood trader to finalize everything
>buy/sell shit, walk out
>3 overleveled bandits standing outside
>"never should have come here"
>wat.jpg
>they start attacking me and i start to panic, run the fuck away
>watch all 3 of them piledrive my followers asshole, she dies right in front of me
>start freaking the fuck out, kiting them while spamming magic and potions
>barely manage to kill them all
>take everyones shit, including my dead partners stuff
>apparently somebody placed a fucking hit on me for stealing their shit
>WHAT HOW DID THEY KNOW HOLY SHIT THIS IS TOO FUCKING REAL I DIDNT KNOW THERE WAS CONSEQUENCES FOR STEALING
>sell the junk
>feeling lonely and scared, fear more assassins coming after me since i stole a lot of shit and killed a lot of people
>fuck, what if the dark brotherhood kidnaps me, fuck fuck
>guess i need a new follower, i-ill ask faendal, thatll help me feel safe
>try to talk to him

1/2

2/2

>"really?! you think i want to talk to you, after everything youve done?!"
>everything hits me like a fucking train
>ive been playing as a soulless being in another world, looking solely for my own gain and disposing lives as i saw fit
>endangering livelihoods, stealing important things from people
>im no humble wizard, im a piece of shit psychopath
>sit on a stump by the river... by riverwood
>stare at it as i ponder philosophical inquiries and wonder if ill ever be safe again for the atrocities ive committed
>im so fucked up

Soooooooooo you were high on regret?

no i was high on the weedle dee deed. i was just playing how i would normally, since its just a dumb game, but i got too immersed and my perception was fucked. it was spooky, like i was actually there.

Ah ok. You just didn't mention it at the start. That's trippy bruh

>im so fucked up
I appreciated the EoE reference

I have many. Almost none can be told off

> be me
> smoked a bong
> loaded up Sup Forums/b/
> saw maximum level shitposting by 12yo faggots
> closed thread
the end.

>be me
>14 yo
> try weed first time with some friends
> go in railway
>ended up in nowhere
>ended up smoking cactus
>ended up so high
>waking up in the floor, 4 hours later
>nobody anywhere

>comes home high as fuck
>sister asks me to do something
>didn't hear any of that
>goes to shower
>"user are you listening to me?"
>"YEAH YEAH I'LL GET IT DONE GEEZ"
>storm into shower
>wtf did she say again
>starts showering, yelled "HUH?!"
>notfuckingobviousatall.jpg
>gets out of shower and went to bed\

It has been 2 years since then, still didn't know what she wanted from me that night.
>mfw

cringe thread

nice man. similar thing once happened to me in my fable 3 runthrough, made my life better as i had a deeper experience

>be me
>walking home after smoking
>Feelsgood.exe
>was with friends listening to music on my phone
>didn't know the song so wanted to screenshot it so i could hear it later
>take a screenshot but my phone does something diffrent, like it still takes a screenshot but the animation was diffrent and i didn't know why
>i show my friends to make sure it wasn't just me being high
>they see it too
>we look at it forever but none of us understand what's going on
>checks if my phone have been updating in my pocket but it's still the same version as before
>it goes away
>like 6 months go by and there's an update for IOS
>mfw the thing we saw 6 months ago while we were high have been a glitch or something and my phone just had that update like 6 months before it came out

One time I had three cones and turned into a Hammond organ for teo hours

>Be me
>girl next door liked me and my friend
>we got high the first time
>she wanted the D
>Suddenly she flashed us.
>Something was wrong...
>her right nipple was like aimimng to the floor
>like it was bored and said "Hey whats that!"
>Still high, couldnt get a boner...
>still wondered about that nipple doe

>be 13 years old
>first time smoking weed
>jamaican friend has bong
>"oh this'll be fun i'll just chill and smoke weed like my friends who smoke blunts"
>friend helps me light it
>for some reason I think I have to blow into it
>obviously fails
>try again
>inhales every last bit of smoke from the hit
>cough like crazy
>turn around friend wants me to take another hit
>take another hit, same thing inhale all the smoke
>cough like crazy again but even harder causing me to puke
>puke some on a towel, the rest in the toilet
>realizing I'm clutching the towel that i puked on to my shirt
>shit.jpg
>realize that i'm high out of my fucking mind
>1 minute = 3 hours
>start spewing out everything that comes to my mind
>start looking up random youtube videos that I liked for no reason
>starting to finally feel relaxed
>takes me 30 minutes to write a poorly worded text to my mom telling her a BS reason why I wont be home for dinner
>call pretty much everyone in my phone contacts
>barely remember any of the conversations
>goes on for about 2-3 hours
>goes home tries to act as normal as possible
>parents completely oblivious
>wake up next morning feeling groggy and stupid thinking i'm going to be mentally fucked for the rest of my life
>obviously everything went back to normal later on in the day

>Be me, 27, full time work
>Get home, smoke three joints
>Go to bed.

WEEDLMAOLOL

>It's jul.1991, 23:00, have uhmezzin' acid, white, uncut A4 blotter sheets
>friend comes with scisors, we cut a square for each
>we do millions spliffs
>another friend gets up and comes back with a carpet cutter
--> square #2
>IRL meme:
>other friend comes back with gardening scisors
>cuts off huge fucking squares and leaves three pounds of rust on the sheet
>we the squares - wew - this is gonna be heavuh
>1st other friend goes back out
>we hear noise coming from the garden house
>then silence, a minute later we decide to go check on büddy
>opening the door to the front-garden, we hear a motorcycle driving off full keks
>we run: buddy riding backwheel on his kawa ninja without a helmet
>"he on acid" we're worried and even ponder calling an old school acquaintance who's cop, but we don't
>we party
>3:25 phone rings, door rings, everything rings at once - mobile phones were not very available yet where i was - cringe
>cops are at the door, they found buddy but he ran away WITH AN OPEN FRACTURE - WUT ANONCOP????
>we swallow the news, talking to police was very, very difficult, thank god for darkness
> cops go, nobody noticed anythng odd, we have a powwow and a ton of spliffs
>we did those jpoints in about 3 minutes and set off to get our friend, on foot.
>about 1/2 mile further, we cross an avenue and see the cops we just talked to, they're going, we go to check the wreck that's lying there: buddy's motorcycle - it is ruined
>we walk through the whole town, scrape the huge park tree by tree, nothing
>back home, we're not having a bad trip, laughing our asses off - this is a neat suburb, buddy is probably at the hospital, we call
>nada
>we hear the garden door and then the shed door, noise again, buddy yells
>we step outside, buddy has a gardening fork stuck in his right foot and the same leg has a protruding broken shinbone
>hospital
>buddy did never take acid again, we did tho

MODS MODS MODS

also, this

>be me
>be at the grand canyon with my best bud at the time and his dad
>be hiking along the trail enjoying the unreal level of natural wonder and beauty
>come across a spot with a large ledge 7 feet below the top of the canyon
>climb down onto ledge and smoke 2 fat joints feeling like kings
>hike up and down and into and out of the canyon for like 9 hours stopping every so often to hit the bowl or joll a roint
>unforgettable experience and one of the best days of my life

is that real?