|Originally posted by Ed G |
I once had a girlfriend who was pretty straight-laced. She drank a little, but didn't like the hangovers. Gradually I convinced her that there are better drugs than alcohol. I don't push drugs on anyone, but she was curious after hanging around me for a while. Besides, she already had a mind that wanted to explore limits.
As a long time pothead, I wanted to gently ease her into the cloud, like a kind old uncle molesting his favorite niece. This girl had an aversion to inhaling smoke, so I decided to get culinary on her ass. I baked a small batch of brownies trying to be very conservative with the dosage. We finished them all and I got a mild buzz, but she reported no effect.
Round 2: I upped the quantity of herb which resulted in a mild but obvious high for me, but she still claimed to feel nothing. K, that was frustrating. She said it was apparent that marijuana didn't effect her.
So then I decided to get scientific on her ass. I researched THC extraction methods for cooking. I took about .5 grams of one-hit weed and cooked it in butter on very low heat for about 2 hours. I strained the butter which was about 2 ounces total (50gm). Then I stirred it into a pint of soup and we split it.
After about a 1/2 hour we drove to a nearby theater to catch a movie. Neither of us felt anything on the way there. I was starting to wonder if her very grounded, practical nature might somehow block the effects of pot. This is a girl who was dedicated to order, so maybe she was just fighting the high.
It became apparent that the weed was working after she paid and was dealing with her change. I watched from the snackbar as she tried to do the math for the purchase. It was really cute watching her count the money over and over with a confused look on her face.
We settled in for the movie and the previews began. At that point I started to realize that this dose was really staring to hit me pretty hard. 5 minutes into the movie I saw that she was sailing, and that she wasn't liking it.
I gathered her up and drove her home, which required my total attention by that time. I'd been getting high for years and this shit was beginning to kick my ass. She started to calm down a little when she got into the house, but she was definately deconstructing. It wasn't long before she was talking about seeing "the rolling force of death", so I decided to put the poor thing to bed. She immediately curled up into a fetal position where she remained for the next few hours. So much for easing her into it.
An interesting side effect was that she woke up horny, which made up for missing the movie. I ended up being very stoned for around 8 hours, and she ended up with a great deal of respect for the power of THC. Eventually she did try smoking it with good results. She also tried a variety of other substances which would be more appropriate for the crackhead thread....................
man, brownies are harsh...eating weed is way harder than smoking it for sure. to ease her in you should have just smoked it!
well made brownies will knock you the fuck out, I LOVE THEM!!