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No. 1158
I smoked it... three times in my life?
1. First time I ever smoked weed, it was syn. So I knew NOTHING about drugs at the time, didn't even know what a blunt was. So I smoked about half a joint of syn. It was the first time I ever got high and honestly I don't think I ever got that high since. It was around the time when the ICP Miracles video came out. I remember rolling on the floor literally dying of laughter while Miracles was on endless repeat. I would just be having these weird convulsions and I was spasming on the ground like a retard. A retard on syn.
A couple hours later I was DAMN tired, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter how I tried. I spent like two hours just rolling around in bed feeling nauseous. After about a thirty minute nap, my brother wakes me up and demands that I eat this $5 Tostinos pizza we got at Wal-Mart, claiming that I would feel better if I just ate this pizza. I just wasn't having it, so after about an eternity trying to pry me out of bed, I got up and walked through the hall. Actually I didn't walk, but teleported about five or six times through this hallway, I don't remember "moving" at all, but just "snapshots" of me just struggling to get through this 15ish foot long hallway. Same thing with the pizza too. One moment I saw a fourth of this flaming brick in my hand and a second later, half of it was gone and then another 2 seconds later, I just saw a bunch of crumbs in my hand. Everything felt like a time lapse. I should probably mention that I was really drunk too.
2. The second time I smoked syn was with this fat chick I went to school with. It was easily the longest, most exhausting, and probably most embarrassing sex in my life. I fucked her good for a while, but I just couldn't feel her. Looking back, I don't blame the syn though. She was just fat.
3. Last time was with this black guy I used to work with. I had no idea that's what he had, but I was like fuck it, I wanna get high. So we smoked about half a blunt of this stuff with this other black guy named Darnell. I couldn't ever forget his name cause he had it fucking inked over his belly which was constantly in my face. He was a former inmate, and goddammit I wasn't surprised, he just looked like one, talked like one, my boy didn't like em either, but again, weed (or close enough). Plus he never forgot to mention that "all I had was a gun on me man", so there you go. When half the blunt was gone, me and my buddy just said we're good, I was like glued to my chair, becoming one with the family dog. Darnell though was like, "ey man I got this" and smoked the rest of the blunt and then rolled another one just for him retelling his story of how "all I had was a gun on me", which I heard about twenty times before so being on syn while watching this crosseyed dude become progressively more crosseyed, just smokin syn by the package, while constantly taking me back in time to when all he had was a gun on him was just...surreal to say the least.
Well those were my weird syn stories.
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