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So, one night, me and my buddies decided to have a chill hangout, right? We got some snacks, and of course, a bit of marijuna. We were all super excited, but I had no clue this night was gonna turn into a funmy night!

We plopped down on the couch, and I took a few puffs. Instantly, I felt that wave of relaxation hit me. We started watching this nature doc, and I was totally glued to the screen, like, “Whoa, look at those colors!” Then, outta nowhere, I got this brilliant idea: what if we made our own nature documentary right here in the living room?

I grabbed my phone and started filming. I was narrating our “wildlife” observations, pointing out the “exotic species” of snacks we had—like the rare “Chipsus Crunchus” and the super elusive “Dipus Delicious.” My friends jumped in, pretending to be all sorts of animals. One dude crawled around like a bear, and my girl friend flapped her arms like a bird, trying to “fly” from the couch to the kitchen. It was hilarious!

As the night went on, we decided to take our documentary outside. We grabbed a flashlight and my phone, turning the backyard into a “jungle.” We shined the light on random stuff and narrated their “habitats.” A garden gnome became this wise old sage, and a stray cat was crowned the “King of the Jungle.” We were laughing so hard, I swear I almost dropped the camera!

Then, we heard this rustling in the bushes. My heart was racing, and I whispered, “What if it’s a wild animal?” We all huddled together, peeking into the dark. Turns out, it was just a raccoon! But in our high state, we convinced ourselves it was some rare creature. We named it “Rocco the Raccoon” and followed it around, narrating its every move like we were on some big nature show.

By the end of the night, we had hours of footage filled with laughter and our ridiculous animal impressions. We collapsed on the couch, totally wiped out but buzzing with excitement, agreeing it was the best night ever.

The next day, we watched the footage and couldn’t stop cracking up. It was a hilarious reminder of how a simple night in could turn into an epic adventure. We even decided to edit it into a short film, and it became a legendary story among our crew. We still laugh about it to this day!

Due to opsec reasons i can't share the short film but i guarntee you would laugh so hard on it.
btw we were really young when this happend, due to opsec reasons i can't tell the age.

My funniest (and also dumbest) weed story occurred in my life when I was working full time on top of school at a car wash during the summer in a very southern and hot place. I had decided, because I was making so much money that if I bought some weed and got high at work nobody would care because I'm still functioning.

Oh boy how wrong I was, despite 90% of my coworkers hitting carts just like me, I was fired for smoking weed...

How did I get caught? I was so insanely fucking zooted and exhausted I clocked out and got a soda from the vending machine and left one of my three carts (yes three lol) on top of the vending machine, the problem is my boss wasnt a retard and spotted the cali weed logo instantly. I told him I accidentally left my "vape" (our boss hit vapes all the time) and he was like "it switches???" (it was a boutiq v2) and they removed all my scheduled hours, called and fired me.

So at this point, I had no other excuse I could think of that would explain why I got randomly fired when I was just about to get a dollar raise to my parents so I just owned up to it.

My parents, despite how I thought they would react, freaked out, and we had lots of conversations with a psychiatrist and they decided (very intelligently) that if I was smoking weed and being productive I must be mentally ill! and I needed to be admitted to a psych ward (30 min outside time, shitty not edible food, crazy weirdos) I spent a total of 9 weeks and while I was in there I managed to hit the staffs geek bar, which calmed me down a lot. I have plenty of more stories about what happened in the psych ward (a 13 being sent to juvie for stabbing a cop) but I hate yapping.

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So I used to work at this place where customers would often smoke behind it and they would always invite me. This one time a guy invites me to smoke with him and I'm like sure let's go.

I remember it was a small spleef and he starts out smoking it slow. Me being impatient little fiend I barely could wait to get a few tokes so when it was my turn I took these huge hits and the plan was to leave asap.
First few smokes I immedietely start getting woozy and I'm looking to get out of the circle and go inside. I sit on high chair and I start collecting myself and concentrating to not fucking lose my shit. Nuh-uh, that is NOT working. I actually start getting sick so I pull the trash bin under me and I'm preparing for the worse. I feel the puke coming out of me and for some stupid fucking reason I decide nah, I'm not barfing at work so I actually stop all that barf in my mouth. At this point some of my co-workers have gathered around me and they were making sure I was okay. Now picture this scene, it's my ass on that high chair hugging the trash bin, compleatly red or pale I'm not sure, with puffed out cheeks full of puke. I'm trying to actually SWALLOW that puke and I swear I was so concentrated on doing so I could have done it.

I guess I looked like I was nodding out and one co-worker came up to me and started calling for me. I was so concentrated on swalling the puke that I was just ignoring him so at one point this motherfucker slaps me across my face and all that puke I was holding comes out of my mouth and I feel the relief I haven't felt in all my life. I somehow miss a good part of that trash bin and I puke all over myself. I wipe my mouth and they're all watching me with horror and I'm like why'd you slap me. He goes like wtf why'd I slap you you were nodding out you goddamn junkie and I was like nahh I just smoked.

I go change my shirt and it was a regular high later on. They let me sit out most of the day saying it's okay you're sick. Fucked my chances with another cute co-worker after that but fuck it.

I had a whole ducking story typed out but I refreshed

Funniest weed and sadest weed story. So one summer we are smoking weed on beach after drinking in the beach bar. Casual summer night. So this one particural frend invites me to his home after we finished smoking. Let's call him Marko. Marko used to like drink a lot although he wasn't allowed to drink or abuse drugs because of his health conditions. We get into his home few minutes later he starts screaming. "THEY ARE COMING" "20 OF THEM ARE COMING TO KILLS US". Immediately grabs his gun and hands it over to me and says "Go to window and wait for them". I got very paranoid because he i belived him he was big fan of this one football club whole tattood. I was waiting with the gun but no one came. Few days later i go in the town and see obituary of Marko... He overdosed on cocaine. Even more sad thing is that he had kid who was only 12 year old . Crazy to think i was smoking with him and next couple days you see his obituary . RIP.