Tell us your first with experience smoking weed!

My first time was the day after I threw a huge cliche party senior year of high school at my parents’ house while they were out of town for the weekend. My house was full of about 300 people, only half of whom I knew prior. My friend stayed the night with me that night and her and her boyfriend were supposed to help me clean my house the next day. As soon as we woke up, he whips out a baggie of herb, and I remember thinking “It comes in PURPLE?!” and we commenced the bonding ritual. To my dismay, they said goodbye immediately after, leaving me alone with this house that was trashed beyond belief. I sat in the recliner, slowly petting my dog, staring at the wall for FOUR HOURS, contemplating the Universe’s miracles and basically giving up on cleaning at all. Somehow I sobered up enough to swiftly clean the house before my parents got home. I would have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for the stolen dining room chair and the broken globe on the chandelier in the foyer. My parents will never know the real secret- a kid took a wizz inside the fridge..

My first time smoking weed was pretty funny. My friend had knocked on my window really late at night when I was, I think 16. When I opened the blinds she was holding a joint hahaa. I had no clue what that was. I let her in (she’d sneak over a lot) and without a care in the world and mostly cuz I was trying to be cool, we lit up in my room. Of course my parents smelled it because we didn’t think much about ventilation. My mom bursts in my room completely shocked. To say the least, i got in a lot of trouble. Never stopped me from smoking though! That first high was incredible.

Smoked in a 1999 or 2000 mustang in a rain storm fell asleep for about 20 mins after

My first time smoking weed was in 7th grade thought I’d try to be cool and buy a joint from a classmate… I smoked it after baseball practice with a couple teammates… good freakin times! 24 years later and I still do!

My first time smoking was outside on a windy fall evening using a bent can with my friends before the talent show started. We smoked in the dug out. We walked in and my friends were laughing so hard that we all got kicked out for that evening. A long walk home to my friends place.. we made it to the basement where they had a WATERBED! Holy smokes.

I waited until after high school to experiment with cannabis. I enjoyed the ritual and the time spent laughing with friends

I used weed the first time when I was working on my familys farm after harvest season. I remember it was a sweet and peaceful way to start

Out of a pop can was how I experienced marijuana for the very first time, with friends at a slumber party

It was in junior high with some older boys and my bff. We came back home to her house and thought we were cool. The next morning her dad burst our bubble. He knew. He didn’t do anything other than tell us he knew we were baked.

First time was in 9th grade with my older sister. We had a delayed start for school that day and we’re extremely bored. She asked if I wanted to smoke and lite up a J. I went to school higher than the moon that day. I don’t remember much of what happened except that I laughed a lot and couldn’t wait for lunch.

My first time smoking was hilarious! I had gone to visit my brothers mom and his other sister and his sister and her girlfriend thought it would be funny to get me stoned, little did they know they was doing me a favor😂

I was going to a Kiss concert when I was 13 in 9th grade with a friend. She said we’ll be smoking pot there. I said I don’t know how so she brought some to school, we went out to the football field and lit up. I learned quickly. But back then, weed was different. I remember dreaming that I was dreaming that I was dreaming. Couldn’t find reality. Must’ve been laced with something. Didn’t like it and quit at 16 until age 55 when my then 25yo bf got me started again. Now I love it!

So my first time smoking weed came later than most, I was a freshman at Snow College in Ephraim, Utah and away from home and finally on my own without the wondering eyes of my overprotective mother (I Love You Mom!) But growing up morman I never had the chance in my early years to really try or have the opportunity to even ever try some weed. Well after endless nights of drinking and beer pong (The Champ is Here) lol my buddies and I were needing a night off from the booze… now Snow College, with a predominantly morman student body, there was only a select few of us who dabbled in the extra criccrula activities, so finding some was difficult, especially for me being a complete Rookie! But my buddy found someone who could get some but we had to drive to Salt Lake City to get it, after driving for hours we finally had the goods and since j was driving and never had done any before I decided best to wait til I get back, so another couple hours later we get back to school and everyone is basically good and done for the night. We had another buddy waiting for us to get back who wasn’t able to come along with us for the drive, was still waiting and ready to smoke, so everyone else goes inside the apartment, and me and him went for a drive to smoke to keep from getting caught.. we finally find our spot to smoke, and for the first time I experienced how grest it was to puff the magic dragon 🐉 lol after a little while i finally felt it and was officially Stoned for the first time! Now it was time to dip back and join the other guys before we got seen on the backroad we had gone too to puff. Being in Utah it was snowy on the ground and we go to leave and the car wouldn’t move, I tried again and again with no luck, even with my friend getting out and trying to push, so we decide to switch spot and let him drive and me try pushing.. so i get to the back if the car to push and then hear my buddy go “oh my God dude wow, get back in here” so I get back in kinda confused and he laughs and looks abd me says “you know it’s probably gonna be alot easier to drive with the E-Brake not on” hahahaha we both laughed historically ! and I decided it was probably best to let the non rookie stoner drive us back! Great Memories!! I will never forget that…or forget to disengage my E-Brake before driving again! Haha. Classic!

Happy Puffing To All My Fellow Stoners Out There!! OH! That was also my first time getting introduced to the KottonMouthKings! KMK!! And loved Listening to them ever since that night! :)

My first time was the summer of 6th grade. Behind the gym with my Best friends. Brandy and Dave. Grafton Illinois. We got so high that we forgot all about summer school class that we were supposed to go back to after break. The teacher found us about an hour later laying on the grassy hill, laughing our asses off. Never forget that shit… Thanks for the awesome memory.

My first time smoking I had no idea what marijuana even was or does, I was shielded from if by my father, I had heard of it but that was it, and so my best friend and myself were at the local fair when we ran into this kid from school and he asked us if we wanted to buy some weed lol and at that moment so many thoughts ran through my mind, I thought oh no this is drugs isn’t it why’s he offering this too me!? What would my dad think? Will this ruin my life!? Will I die if I take too much!? And I looked at my buddy and he shrugged his shoulders so I looked back an said “sure!” I’ll take some how much is it? He said 35 dollars a cut by which I was confused because I had no clue what a “cut” meant? So I asked if that would be enough for my buddy and I upon which he replied with a laugh and an “absolutely bro!” So we made the switch and my buddy and I made it a point to get back home ASAP afterwards because we felt like we were breaking the law big time!! Lol so we went home and we camped out in the camper that was outside in my dads yard at the time and we bought some cigars because we were told to roll it in them, so we get to the camper and my other cousin Eric came over to stay as well but he wouldn’t partake in the smoking, and so we debated on how much we needed to smoke before we felt the “feeling” we were supposed to feel lol after one blunt we looked at each other and debated on whether or not we were high, that lasted about 5 minutes before we came to conclusion we were just gonna smoke the whole bag because we knew if we did that then we would feel “high” like we were supposed too, so 3 blunts later I think we forgot about wondering if we were high or not because we were so hungry that’s all we could think about! Lol so I pulled the shortest straw and had to make the trip into the house at 1am for munchies while my family was in there sleeping, so I snuck in with an iPod Nano in my hand using it as a light lol grabbed some peanut butter and jelly and the bread and made us each a couple sandwiches and that was the night I became known for making the pbj’s lol my buddy that smoked with me made it halfway through his before he was sleeping with it on his chest and I followed soon after. I remember waking up the next day thinking wow!! That was the dopest night ever!! And the rest is history! I loved it! And still do!

The first time I smoked was when I was on a trip to Australia! I went to a party and was nervously nursing a little bit of tequila. My friends really pretty Australian friends offered me some weed and I didn’t know what to say. I almost turned it down, to be honest. I never thought that I would smoke in my life, it had just never caught my eye. I was very easily coerced with mango flavored rolling papers. A couple hits and I was flyyyyying. I kept smoking throughout the night and couldn’t describe how amazing the feeling felt. Have had some breaks here and there but have been a pretty heavy smoker for 6 years

My first time smoking weed was when I was 14. My older sister and her friend had some and let me try it. I never felt anything that time. But the next time we smoked I got ripped. I remember listening to Whole lotta love on my buddy’s good stereo and the music was bouncing from speaker to speaker and I thought it was wild

My first time smoking was allot like what others have experienced, I didn’t feel a thing. Second time on the other hand, was also my first time with a bong and that did the trick! Pretty sure it was a Graffix brand as back then they were considered the best. After a few hits through the bong, we found ourselves outside shooting arrows that had no tips at a junk TV set! Damn, that was 37 yrs ago!

It was with my belated brother.he would hot box me and all my mates,in his caddie when I was younger.on one winter day me and a mate forgot the school bus,he offered to drive us and got us lit,did donuts in parking lot before dropping us off.thanks for letting me share a memory burn.good luck to all who enter.

My first time smoking weed was in middle school. We really didn’t even know what we were doing lol. We emptied out a cigarette and filled it with weed. There were so many of us that we only got a puff or two. I felt nothing. 😂💋💨

I was in high school and yes, I was with my boyfriend and his friends. They pulled out a 2 foot bong. This was the first time I had seen a bong that big! And they expected me to smoke it. It took me three tries to clear the whole thing. And boy was I flying. I remember the music sounded better and everything was funny. I was a little paranoid going home. Thankfully my parents didn’t notice a thing. I went to my room and passed out.

My first time smoking was with a friend we where pretty young but had just started to meddle with cigarettes. The topic of marijuana had came up and my friend over heard his aunt talking with a friend about hitting a empty pipe and that it was a option when in a pinch. We decided to steal the old school 49ers football helmet metal piece pipe that night when they where out at the bar. I remember hitting it quite a bit and not fealing anything but was reassured that it took a minute. It was night out and gloomy and I started to feal it! We were on are bikes cruising the neighborhood joking around when I started laughing deliriously almost to make a joke out of my self. I knew my friend was weirded out and it made me laugh harder and Incuraged my stoned craze as I ran my bike into a garbage can. Things calmed down pretty quick and we found are self’s with the munchies eating something at another older friends house who lived around the corner who’s parents were also at the bar. Even tho my friend knew I was joking it sparked concern between us and we knew we had to get the pipe returned soon and did. It was a great time and I think was what fueled our future endeavours with marijuana a couple years down the road. We had some good times sneaking and passing our own pipes and joints! Rest in peace old friend you’ll allways be missed!

My first time I was about 16. I would always sit on my boyfriends (now husband) lap and he would give me shot guns. Well I figured I didn’t mind those so why not drop the ball and actually take a hit myself. My first time I hit a joint and soon after I did that I was snoozing like I had just downed a whole bottle of nyquil. Getting high doesn’t really give me munchies or anything like that it just relaxes me and makes me go to sleep.

I was 18. I was at a party, drinking. Couple people asked me if I wanted to smoke some weed. Suuuureeeeee……..haha. They used a one hitter and a dugout. I’d never even smoked before so I faked like I knew what I was doing. Well. I got trashed. Beyond trashed, I was cross-faded as hell!! Seeing double, couldn’t walk, got sick. Should not have faked knowing what I was doing. I realize now, hitting the pipe 2 or 3 times would have been sufficient but at the time, I thought going toke for toke with the stoners was how it was done! A lot of people would have been one and done but meh, I’ll try again. Almost 30 years later, still tokin’!! And when I introduce someone to cannabis, we go slow and low and NO ALCOHOL 😆😆

I very vividly remember my first time getting high lol. I’ve had an interest in cannabis for years before I actually tried it. One night I was at the local trading card shop playing Magic: The Gathering with some friends when one of the guys I play with announced his departure and left. I look over where he was sitting and an unopened pack of edible gummies and an unopened pack of Camels fell out of his pocket. I grabbed them and went outside, but he was long gone, so I pocketed both because shit’s expensive.
Two nights later on the weekend I finally had enough time to see what weed was all about, so I popped two gummies and put on a playthrough of Darksiders 3. About halfway through the episode I suddenly realized I had failed to retain any information from the last 30 seconds of the video and it all sorta just blurred into sound. I rewound the video to see if I could catch what I missed but alas, I had realized what was going on. I went downstairs and made a weird nacho cheese concoction(don’t even remember what exactly I put in it) and spent the next two hours munching on chips and cheese with my face glued to my phone watching random YouTube videos. 10/10 would love to get that high again one day

In my household, growing up, weed was taboo. Take that into early adulthood and I meet a woman who would later be my wife….Her family embraced flowers.

Meeting her and her family, the stigma of cannabis eventually faded but I still had never smoked.

Years go by and the night we got married (at the tender age of 30) was when had my first smoke…

Along with my first edible…

So many emotions, so much focus…All I remember really is feeling ashamed because my wife didn’t smoke with me and I ruined a moment between us. My brother (who was a casual smoker) just shook his head while I turned into an emotional wreck, overly concerned about my wife (who was perfectly fine with me being high without her) and our “special moment” being ruined. She was snacking on a rice krispie treat edible.

Leaving to go to our suite, my wife pulls over the car and says:

“…I’m high”.

Late edible hit her while driving. She ate waaaaaay too much, balled up 5 rice krispie treats and was just munching away, not thinking of the high she’s going to feel later (such a fun night).

Pulled over into this parking lot and laughed

And cried

And laughed

All the while I have NO clue how we are going to get to this dope hotel suite that was a gift for our wedding.

A couple friends picked us up. They still have recordings of how faded we were that night.

All in all though, lighting up and getting married with my new family as well as my own…Makes my anniversary one of both love and growth.

These days, I have much more control over my high and love the way it helps to open doors of communication with friends and family…Hell, I think everyone should smoke for that very same reason.

Oh gods. It was in the 1980’s. I was living with my mom and one of my friends had some weed. My mom was cool when he rolled one and even joined in a bit. At first, it was mostly coughing my lungs out. non smoker, you get the idea and then it was all rainbows and “Wow man, look at the ceiling.”
My mom told me to always make sure that if I’m stoned or I get drunk, I make sure to do it in house so I know where my bed. :D I still remember mom and I discussing munchie recipes for most of the night. LOL. Fun times.

My first time smoking I cried bc I realized I lacked the capacity to eat wheat Chex cereal at a rate that would meet my current demand for it.

The first time I smoked was with my brother and it felt like I was in the sky watching myself like a video game lol it’s a lot more chill now

My first time smoking da dope 🙌
It was like I was in space, I didn’t know what planet I was on. I was lost in space. I didn’t know if I was on Jupiter, Mars, Pluto, or even Uranus. 🤔

I started freaking out as I made my way through the milky way 🌌 then It all hit me at once and the next thing I knew awakened on this planet they call Earth 🌎

It was at that moment I knew, I made the best decision of my f**king life! I quickly grabbed a Scooby snack and went back to space!

Was 14, my first time. Still look back and laugh.
Had a brother who was 2 years older. At that time our parents and their friends would have parties and it was a good time for us. One of these nights, after all of the adults went to sleep, I went to the basement to find my brother and some of the ‘older’ guys frantically trying to hide something under the pull-out mattress. I run over, as I wanted to fit in, and be involved with anything my older brother was doing. They know I won’t leave until I find out what it is they are doing! Lol they relent, and reveal a stock pot with what looked like dried up seasoning, stems, and enough seeds to restock Mother Earth if needed. I’m shocked and intrigued. Again, it didn’t matter what it was, I was ‘in’. One of the guys grabs a roll of tin foil and starts making a spoon pipe (did a damn good job I might add). We lived in the country and went in the woods. Found a spot, popped a few beers, and loaded the tin foil pipe. We all took turns. The pipe came to me. And, this is the moment I’ll never forget. As I inhaled, and exhaled, I realized I was in for a wild ride. Of course I played it off like I was fine, trying to be cool. We ended up by the bonfire, drinking and smoking. Went into the house around 3am. Started to get very hungry. And at that time I was a 3 sport athlete working out, and practicing every day. I could put away food with the best of em. Ended up eating 37 rib tips, half a gallon of white macaroni (with my hands like a savage) 😞 and 1 whole bag of 3D Doritos. Well I’ll bet y’all can guess that my stomach was churning. Ran to the sink, threw up in the side of the sink that did not have a garbage disposal. Tried to clean it up the best I could. Passed out.
Morning comes. I wake up to my mom standing over me. Not happy. Asks who had the ‘pot’. I’m not saying a word (gotta keep up that younger brother status 😆) Well yea, we left the house a mess, they found the tin foil pipe by the BonFire and found my mess as well. We are all still close. Us kids are now in our 30’s and still laugh with our parents about that night. Just another ‘back-in-the-day’ story

As a 19 year old private in Lai Kai, Viet Nam in 1968, I was turned on for the first time, I am now 74 and enjoy daily😎

My first time smoking was when I was 13. Me and a group of older friends were in the basement, listening to The Low Spark OfHigh Heeled Boys, by Traffic when somebody pulled out a joint.When it got to me, I declined and my buddy asked if I had ever smoked reefer before…I honestly replied no. I got talked into trying it and, believe it or not…I felt NOTHING, ZIP, ZILCH, NADA, not high! Now, 50 years later I’m glad I gave it a second chance!

The first few times I smoked, I didn’t get any effect. I am not sure if it was because I smoked too little or too low quality of product, but that was the case. The first time I remember an effect, I was smoking a blunt with my roommate after a huge pasta dinner at my parent’s house. We passed it back and forth and I had probably hit it 6 times or more. At that point my roommate found out I wasn’t experienced with weed and quickly snatched the blunt away. It was too late! At first I was in my own little world, just zoned, but soon the world spun and I became violently nauseous. I spent the night loudly ejecting the pasta from my stomach into the toilet.
The next day my roommate apologized and said he could hear me throwing up all night. I was embarrassed!
That was one of my worst experiences with cannabis, but I’m the type of person who tries, tries again- substance wise, anyway!

I was 17 years old when I first smoked weed. The nearest head shop was over an hour away, so my boyfriend and I made a makeshift bong out of a pop bottle and aluminum foil. I remember smoking in his parents’ basement while he played Bob Marley on the stereo, and we drank orange juice. At one point, I told him I was having an out-of-body experience. That relationship lasted about a year, but my relationship with cannabis is still strong 19 years later.

My first time smoking weed was with my brother, I was 12 and we went to see the movie Dark City. It was really effed up lol

My first time smoking was great i was in 7th grade and me and my 2 buddies (R.I.P. KeViN) got a dime and had the ones’ brother pack a black and mild. after smoking in his garage we went inside and laughed our asses off tellin stories and eating a shit load of food good fucking times. have a good day peace

Growing up I got into punk rock pretty early. And I was straight edge until I was like 17. At 17 my family member had weed and was smoking it and they said do you want to try it and I said okay and I’ve never stopped smoking since. It’s been a long time since I’ve been 17 and I’m still with daily smoker today at 41.