Too Much

I took my friend Paul to the weed store the other day. I ended up buying a 3-pack of pre-rolled joints...and the guy behind the counter said "Oh, you want this one, best bang for your buck!" and it was a joint that had 18 different strains in it.

I should  have stopped and considered that before buying it. So I take it home, it's early evening and I decide to light one of these up. Oh my. The first puff was like a lightning rod. I was pretty high after 1 single puff. I quickly put it out, I knew this one would require a joint effort with Paul. There was no way I could finish this one by myself alone.

And so we share this joint, Paul is taking monster hits. I'm about 6-7 puffs in, feeling very high, and suddenly I can't control my laughter. A real fear is me pissing my pants. But we soldier onward.

Paul continues with massive pulls and I take a few puffs here, but start to choke when smoke gets into my nose accidentally. bad omen.

FFWD ten minutes and Paul cannot smoke anymore. He's comatose on the couch and barely responding to my words. In the background, CNN is playing but I am not paying attention. I brain is so fried I'm starting to giggle uncontrollably again. For the record, I don't think I have ever been this high in my life -- not even when I took the 200mg edible last year.

Paul suddenly runs to the bathroom and begins 10 minutes of solid puking. He got the spins when he was sitting on the couch he was so high. And me? I am still laughing my ass off - not at Paul, but I can't hold it together. I begin crying and laughing - alternating. Close to a panic attack. I calm down and hold it together, but it's tough. Randomly I'll laugh out loud like a lunatic for no reason.

It took 4 hours before I could finally say I was at ground level again. I devoured 6 candy bars and 2 bags of chips. I ordered a donair and spring rolls via Skip the dishes.

Gonna take a break for a while..