Do you remember your first toke?

[salpon]

I smoked for the first time with my best friend, under some duress, at age 15. We barely shared one cone between us, which we smoked in a shitty little pipe. But we got incredibly high and spent all night laughing and hallucinating. I remember vividly feeling like there was some kind of vortex behind me that I was being pulled into, but it wasn't entirely unpleasant. And we ate a shit load of cashews that night for some reason.  

[Dat Dank]

First time I smoked, I didn't get high at all......the second time however......MIND BLOWN.....I was with my friends at a basketball court and suddenly the high hits me....I start freaking out thinking that my dad is right around the corner of the basketball court ready to bust me.....Then I start running home like a run away slave....My friend on a skateboard tried to calm me down by chasing after me, and I think he think he's trying to kill me.....I ended up sleeping the rest of my high off and told me parents I was sick...Needless to say, I got back on the horse, and was toking again by the end of the month

[ZEN2U]

Over 40 years ago and stuffed if I can remember. Don't know where or when, but have a vague memory of Thai Sticks.

[Faith]

...after a game of pick-up ice hockey in SD.  A gorgeous young lady I had met during the public skate named Erica (never forget) hung around until after and got me to squash a coke can and took a lil bag out....back of dad's chevy camper yeah it was a long evening.  I wonder what ever happened to Erica?  I couldn't believe my fortune

 

faith                                ***I am pretty sure it was my first time

[ZedZeddius]

Over 10 years ago, on my 18th birthday was the first time i tried it. My mate had travelled 500kms to see me and brought me a piece of chocolate cake and a few joints. I wasnt exactly pro drugs so was pretty nervous, but decided i would give it a try... smoked a couple of Js and was absolutely destroyed haha. Got the munchies like a madman and chowed down on the cake my friend had brought me, only to be informed it was a mull cake! Ended up sitting in my parents garden baked as, chilling by a water fountain til i passed out...

 

Best night ever!

[toadsmoker]

I remember it well...it was 1977, Roscoe st bondi.

I was four years of age (yeah yeah I know) mums girlfriend was a stoner! I remember her name was Debbie and she drove a brown veedub with a life be out of it sticker on the back windscreen! Debbie also had a grow space, I shit you not! A sunroom with aluminium foil every where and ordinary every day flouros strategically set about the room...

I remember a circle of people sitting around in the lounge room, and then one of them said " lets blow the kid out" long story short, they packed a cone held the bong up to my face and said "breathe in" as they lit the cone...dont remember being trashed or anything but, Debbie had some big crazy ass bird of prey in a large cage in the lounge room where we were.

After having hidden one dudes motorcycle keys in the bin I moved back into the lounge room where the adults were still smoking, not so quietly I made my way between the bird of prey and the backs of the stoners still sitting in a circle...anyways, nek minut ive jumped onto the back of some stoned dude all whilst screaching at the top of my lungs, he has automatically assumed the bird of prey has escaped its cage and is now on his back screaching and searching for an eyeball to peck out. Needless to say this dude whose back im on has shat a brick, everybody else there at the time is hysterically losing it...the next time I smoked weed was first year of high school when a mate of mine and I bought$ 7.80 (our combined lunch money)worth of leaf and tip off a dude called birdy...it came in a plastic bread bag.

[Faith]

nice one

faith

[Dat Dank]

I was about 13 years old at my friends house. He had a plant that he had been growing in his backyard for weeks. It was still immature. There weren't even any buds on it. Neither of us had smoked weed, and knew nothing about harvesting.  We stood around the plant just staring at it. My friend smiled and said "Let's smoke it!". So we cut several leaves from the little weed bush, took them with us into the house, and set the oven to preheat. We didn't know anything about curing, but we knew that weed is smoked dry, so we decided to dry it in the oven. But we need to disguise the weed, since his mom was in the house. We put each leaf on a cracker and put in the oven at the lowest setting. I was pretty nervous that his mom would open the stove and see it. At one point she yelled from her bedroom, "Brandon, What are you cooking?". He said, "Cheese and crackers mom!", and she said "Ok honey". I was like Wtf? My mom would have busted this operation already. but works for us. So after about an hour of "drying" our herb, we packed it in a pipe that we made out of foil paper, went to the backyard, and smoked it. I remember liking the smell, and burning my throat, but I'm pretty sure we didn't get high. 

[Earthling]

First time was with a mate at a nightclub aged 18. I had been around pot for a while and at the time was sharing a house with a potsmoker/grower, but wasn't tempted to try as I was always happy with Beer and Scotch. Anyways, one night I was at the Nightclub with a mate and we went outside for his customary smoke and he offered it to me and this time I thought why not and said yes. Choofed it down, no effect. He gave me a second joint and I went outside and again nil effect. Disappointed to say the least, but he said don't worry, sometimes the first smoke doesn't do anything...just wait till your second he said.

 

A few nights later the usual crew were around playing pool and a session was on. Much to their surprise I said "Don't forget here". Had a few tokes a bit of a cough and BOOM! Stoned as a mullet. For the next 3 nights I would have a smoke and sit there not being able to mooove, let alone play pool, laughing me guts up at everything...a true stoner 

Edited July 10, 2014 by Earthling

[DU420]

I was thirteen, just moved to a new school and one of the other new kids told me he had something awesome to show me, two bowls later i'm dancing down the street like it's mardi gras with my new friend telling me to knock it off before we get busted...... I then returned home and ate all my dinner and a 4 pack of big ben pies. he wasn't lying, it changed my life and was truly awesome.....