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For me, it was early 90's. I had only smoked weed maybe one other time and I actually didn't really feel much off of it. I had always heard some people don't get high their first time. I just think it ground up stem and **** in a bag of mexican brown. Smoked a second time a year or so later and it was better stuff, and I did feel something..just not much.
Maybe 6 monthes later, a friend hooked me up with a real bag of colombian golden. This was special because early 90's was the end of the really good import weed. I didn't even know how to roll a joint yet so my buddy rolled a fatty with a dollar bill, a feat I was impressed with..lol. We rolled over to another buddies house, because we all shared, and proceeded to smoke this doobie of Columbian Golden and for the first time, I was truley, without a doubt..Stoned to the bone. The buzz lasted long into the night. We ended up walking all these crazy trails in the woods under a full moon. just laughing our ***** off and having a great time It was truley a magical night. That was the the night where marijuana became a sacrament to me.
Maybe 6 monthes later, a friend hooked me up with a real bag of colombian golden. This was special because early 90's was the end of the really good import weed. I didn't even know how to roll a joint yet so my buddy rolled a fatty with a dollar bill, a feat I was impressed with..lol. We rolled over to another buddies house, because we all shared, and proceeded to smoke this doobie of Columbian Golden and for the first time, I was truley, without a doubt..Stoned to the bone. The buzz lasted long into the night. We ended up walking all these crazy trails in the woods under a full moon. just laughing our ***** off and having a great time It was truley a magical night. That was the the night where marijuana became a sacrament to me.