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True story I just started writing it, pretty bored and I love thinking of good times. give me tips, maybe add more detail on our tokes or conversations. feedback is wanted. I tried to keep it simple.

High Times


Just another day…

I awoke to the sound of barking dogs outside. I felt like I woke up for the first time, my eyes hurt and so does my head, its like an accountant cranking in my head. I walk down the stairs still rubbing my eyes. Stepping over the beer cans and empty food wrappers I look over to see the time, the clock face with a tired and stoned expression said 11:43am.

I continued down stairs to locate my sleeping friends, all of them still in their clothes. I started to grin as I shaked my friend, he opened his eyes with hesitation and looked at me, we exchanged looks for a good 5 seconds and I gave him a big grin and said “hey Tyron, wake n bake”. He smiled back and got up rustling off couple empty baggies and food crumbles. We both looked like we hadn’t slept all night, on the contrary we both passed out after a night of drinking and smoking at around 3am.

We head to our smoking room. Once we entered it was still scented with pot and filled with empty baggies, matches, rubbish, ash, roaches, lighters, coins and of course a sleeping stoner. Not bothering to wake him up we just laugh and walk across to the cupboard and grab the lighter and bong load a cone and pass it to my friend, a good friend lets his friend go first. I begin to light our sweet dank and thick grey smoke filters through our yellow ash infested water into the bong. A Spark shots down and all the ash is cleared. He releases the shotty and inhales. He holds it in and exhales, we smile at each other and he gives me the bong. I put it down.

I walk over to the sound system and play Hits from the Bong by Cypress Hill. Bass pumping hard and enough weed to last us the whole day. I turn around to see 3 of my friends come into the room and Shaun on the floor gets up, instead of been unhappy with the noise he smiles and says “Wake n Bake I see", “fuck yeah” we say. Shaun says nothing else squeezes past the stoners blocking the doorway and calls them over.

Confused I look back at Tyron who has it loaded for me. I grab the bong and rip the fucker. Toke it hard and inhale. Hits me straight away and everything is just good. Exhale a ghost hit and Tyron laughs I smile and walk towards the door but stopped as 4 of my friend brought in chairs. We all smile and laugh hard. Circle! We pull a chair up each and sit down. Table in the middle with atleast 10 grams of good dank ready to smoke and two bongs.

All of us sit down and fish out couple lighters. We begin a rotation. We laugh, pull cones, talk, bitch about waking up and eating left over chips or anything we can find. Music still pumping with Kottenmouth kings and hotboxing the entire room.






An hour later we smoke about 6 grams and all blazed as fuck. David gets up to go piss, so does Mary and CJ. Rest of us are sitting there laughing and fucking around. I close my eyes and travel through time and space.

For about 5 minutes I trip out. Opening my eyes as I suddenly get call, Tim and Tyron both look at me interested, I answer my phone with a “Whatzzuppp”. After a quick call I look up at tyron and say, Delivery time. He smiles and I say, Steven wants half an ounce. Tim grins and walks to the other room. We follow and greet the rest who are either eating, traveling through space or playing guitar hero.

I saw with a grin at my stoned friends, who wants food? Everyone smiles and says me!me!. I laugh and take out an ounce from the drawer. They ask why I said, I’ll be back in 20 minutes with food. We all exchange smiles and couple giggling stoners go back to their game. Me, Tyron and Shaun walk up the stairs. We walk across the road and get into our recently purchased 400$ Ford Falcon 1990. Stolen License plates, no rego and broken window. We start and drive off through the streets. Shaun pulls out some cigarettes and all of us have a smoke. Laughing and tripping out, Tyron drives while we admire the world and its beauty.

We roll up to the station, Blazed as fuck I feel like I am swimming, so we pump the music because we forgot to do it while driving. Smiling I see Steven walking from the train. I wave and get out of the car. He hands me the money and he gets his nice dank and smiles. We make some small talk and I invite him into the car. He knew we where stoned as fuck and knew what was coming. Shaun pulls out the Car Bong and we start the car, drive to a car park and start toking.

After about 10 minutes of good times he says hes gotta jet and we say our goodbyes. Back on the road blazed and laughing smiling the whole time pull up at Dominos. I order about 100$ worth of food and we have a 20 min wait. Of course we don’t wait, I make a call and push the last half ounce to 3 people in the area who are more than glad to get some fresh dank. We get back in time and pick up the pizza. Our car now smells like pot and pizza. A wonderful smell I must say.

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