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In this episode FTS boys talk about their first time getting high up in the air – into the clouds! Do you remember your first time? Comment below letting us know all about it!

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37 thoughts on “The First Time We Got High… – From The Stash Podcast Ep. 121

  1. Walking to school one day with my friend jerry,I pulled a roach from my pocket that my older sister had given me the night before. He at first thought it was tobacco,we were excited to try it and did, right then on the spot. As we walk the few remaining blocks to our elementary school we made the choice to skip class because we couldn’t stop giggling, We hid ourselves in the bushes across the street ,and watched the kids all day we were in the fifth grade.

  2. I can only smoke in the winter when I’m off of seasonal heavy hauling and I got the giggles to the point of tears watching the movie fist fight when he punches the stop sign on the bus.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I’ve also seen the movie about 10 times. Edibles πŸ˜‚

  3. My first time I was 12 and I actually took a bud from my dad so apparently it was some killer stuff. It was a little tiny pinner like mostly paper I rolled in a player's smoked it out behind my parent's barn and well I was sooooooo baked! I hit the ground pulled a whitey and thought I was dyin for like 2 hours and when I picked myself up I said WOW holy #$&@. That was it for me love the stuff been smokin since then and I'm 40 in June.

  4. 2 Blunts later felt as if I was on that couch chopping it up wit ya! Great Ep for sure. That Good ol Brick weed baby 30% bud 40% seeds and the rest Stems…lol. Keep up that grind fellas…1

  5. I was 9 in my aunties garage with 3 of my older cousins and I got stuck in the rafters because I was to paranoid to move and they left me there until I lost my buz and was able to climb down πŸ˜‚ those were awesome days man but their only good memories 😊😒😊

  6. The first time I got high I was 33 years old. I absolutely hated smoking so I chose to eat 3 pot brownies and went to the beach with friends. 2 hours later the brownies started kicking in and I got high for the first time and I kept getting higher, and higher and higher. It came in waves and the next wave was always more intense than the last wave and when I peeked, I was blown out of my mind and giggling about everything. Everyone sounded like they were miles away from me even though they were right next to me. I had the greatest time of my life. It wasn't a bad trip. I loved it. After that day on the beach I've been smoking ever since.

  7. I was sixteen the first time I smoked weed, but like most people I didn’t get high. My fried Rick found a joint in his brother’s bedroom and we took it out in his car and smoked it. Zip…He confessed to his brother the next day and his brother slugged him. But then he gave him another joint. We did the same thing that night, and fortunately we were driving toward Winchell’s Donuts. There were so many donuts….I remember that like it was yesterday. You have a great show. It’s really fun to watch and listen to the three of you.

  8. I grew up in a time when you would get arrested for wearing a shirt with cannabis leaf on it. I was 13 when i first smoked. I got so high oi was so damn scared. The second time i fell in love with it. It slowed my mind down. I had this thing growing up where i had to be learning. I could just be sitting somewhere doing something i don't even think while doing it. I find myself drifting off to learn something. It got very hard for me to focus. There was this guy we called killer. (because he shot 2 deer with one shot) My ma let me hang with this guy even tho he would get in a shit ton of trouble. Thos he never done anything when i was hanging with him. We would go out to the woods an he would fix a can for us to smoke. I never knew for years that my ma knew we were smoking an she didn't say anything. She said she noticed the change an it was what i needed. Then i stopped for a long time for work in communications. Then about 5 years ago. i destroyed my spine which came with a lot of pain. I refuse to talk pain meds. So i stayed in pain. I realized i would never go back to work. So i started smoking again. IT has help so fucking much. There was only one other option at that time for me an i really didn't want to do that. Now i am trying to learn to grow indoors. But i am having some issues. But i have drive an will figure it all out. I'm thankful at this point to be out of the wheelchair. May walk like a horse on ice . Good thing i have a little bit of a sense of humor. lol

  9. I was picked up from basketball practice by my sis', 5 years older than myself. Her friend Dave driving a shiny red Toyota 4×4 truck was her chauffeur for the day. I found out a short time later, Dave was a grower and had many shiny toys. A lot of the legendary strains from Northern California to British Columbia were being grown in the hills of Western Oregon from the Washington border to California border, it was 1988.
    On the long drive to our country home, my sister diverted Dave toward the cemetery a couple miles out of town, explaining she wanted to smoke before getting to Mom and Dad's. Then came the invitation and consequences for narking, if I wanted to partake with a big grin. Think of the Cheshire cat and Alice in wonderland.
    Of course, I didn't know what skunk bud was. I didn't know what green bud or Mexican commercial brick pack was. After that trip to the cemetery I learned what skunk bud was, I learned what top shelf, grade AAA bud was that rainy January night in the cemetery. I also was told a horror story about a nightmare of horrifying scenario called commercial Mexican brick. This was a entirely different type of production compared to the kind, craft ganja I hit through a tiny Graffix bong, bud grown by Dave, getting high at the pioneer cemetery in Monmouth Oregon.
    I hit the bong like a champ not coughing, I was given another. I can handle this I thought, it was smooth the taste was remarkable in the smell and unmistakably smell of skunky chronic.
    I was certain of one thing in that moment, skunk with no seeds sounded so much better than weed with seeds. I never wanted to know Mexican brick pack commercial.
    From the cemetery to home was about a 20 minute drive. By the time we reach the house driving through the countryside on the dark roads, tunnel vision had set in. Every object illuminated by the headlights past in a blur. The homes with the high pressure sodium glow raindrops on the window making the scene appeared to melt like wax figurines place too close to the fire. The rain was constant the drive painstakingly long. Everything passed by going by in a blur I wasn't sure if everything around us was slowing down or if we were approaching the speed of light. Reality check, I knew it was raining and looking out the window the lights and shadows were playing tricks with my brain on weed. I knew the countryside wasn't melting as we drove along the road.
    How was I going to get through the house, the gauntlet of my parents and brother? Luckily my sister and Dave were there to distract Mom and Dad, my annoying, jealous, older brother. As I got out of the truck, I realized I was LIT.
    LIT like a 4th of July.
    Rockefeller plaza Christmas tree.
    The Big Apple on New Year's Eve. I felt like this before. My genitals were tingling I wasn't sure what was going on down there. So much stimulation coming from everyone and everything, I was overwhelmed.
    I realized the paranoia was setting in walking through the back door into the mud room, knowing the gauntlet await. I hurried myself upstairs in the bed hiding under blankets and pillows not wanting anyone to know I was high. I was so high.
    My sister can laugh about it today, so can I. My brother was none the wiser. My folks just figured it was time for me to sleep, so I slept that night without eating dinner. Rarity for me – I was a big kid who really likes eating Mom's homemade cooking. I still do, that's why she's my roommate. πŸ™‚
    That's my first time story.
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  10. So let’s set the stage I was 11 years old today my less than perfect mother left me alone again. I have been on adhd meds for two years and all they ever did where make me anxious. From birth cannabis was as normal as cigarettes but you never talked about it to others. I decided I was old enough to try it. I proceeded to roll the most crooked football joint known to man. Maybe you did it wrong or I did it right but I was high almost too high. But for some reason I felt normal, maybe more normal than normal. If that is possible. So after that I went to jail a few times for possession and distribution so that sucks. Now I can grow my own and press it into dabs legally. Funny how things work. Love the show keep it up buds.

  11. Great video. Got me sitting here thinking about the first time I got high. And a few of the things I smoked out of. And Mr Grow mentioned the giggles. I remember that πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚I got the giggles like crazy.

  12. I have been saying forever, environment/situation effect the high so much. That's why I feel you need a chill little place to get your buzz on. It might be a zen garden or a spot on your favorite mtb trail.

  13. Dude all I can think about is chocolate schwag right now.
    Younger generations have no idea what they fortunately missed out of with the brick, schwag, mids, even beasters were bull shit compared to today's buds. πŸ˜‚

  14. i was 17 and got really drunk at a party and was moving out in a few months and my dad offered me some and I got High Af. Giggly and my leg hairs were tickling each other and so cozy.

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