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So I worked tonight, and got cut early (Server at moxies). buddy called me up to go smoke a J, awesome . we get high as shit and listen to music in the dark whilst staring up at her ceiling with luminous stars on it. its quite a trip if you are off ur face. 130 comes along and im like oh christ i ought to get home, mind you im driving dad's 1982 plymouth voyager cos thats what i got landed with today. so im still out of it and im driving down the expressway minding my own business when an unwelcome vibrating noise slowly creeps its way from underneath my van and into my ears... what was this? slowly but surely the vibating sound grew louder and i realized it wasnt a part of my vivid imagination, my dads van had officially conked out and i was losing speed fast... had to pull onto a side road and do 40 the whole way home and i just got in now... mah' fucka. what kinds of bad luck have you had whilst smokin' the reefah?

Similar thing happened to me on HWY 99 (Most dangerous highway in N. America) heading south through the mountains to Vancouver, loaded with everything I own as I'm moving to the city. We spark as soon as we hit the road and the van dies! Didn't know it could only carry a certain weight, so it dies going uphill, we blew the engine. It's dark on a dangerous stretch of the road with no lights and cars come zipping by not expecting a van stranded with a tiiinnnnyyy shoulder we juuuussssstt managed to pull onto. The van almost got run into about 20 times in the 2 hours it took for the tow truck to find us! Scariest shit ever! We just prayed no one hit us or the van... and destroy my sweetass vinyl collection

you should have been in bed resting for demf

FAKEPOST SPOTTED

VOYAGERS WEREN'T MADE UNTIL 1984 LLLLLLOOOOOOLLLLLLLLL




busted brah

What the fuck are you doing driving impaired you pathetic fucks?

I hope you die before you kill someone else.

EDIT: Don't bother dying, I'll feel way too guilty. Just stop thinking you're important enough to risk other people's lives on the road.

In my last year of high school we visited our older friends in college in London...on the way back 2 of my buddies in the backseat start to burn 2 joints...i didn't inhale LOL jk but i didnt hit the joint, but obviously we had a wicked hotbox going...

anyways were driving down the 401 east, pumping some old school roots reggae(naturally), and i got cars highbeaming me and honking like there is no tomorrow.

I got paranoid so we opened the windows and sunroof to let it air out, dosed the car in cheap cologne and drove for 10 mins before we get pulled over by the opp.

I'm shitting bricks at this point. the first thing out of the cops mouth was "is there any particular reason your driving 40 km/h down a major highway young man?" it went quiet before we all just erupted in laughter.

I got ticketed, fought it and won eventually, a funny memory.

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Originally posted by Capo di tutti the first thing out of the cops mouth was "is there any particular reason your driving 40 km/h down a major highway young man?"

proper lol'd at that!

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Originally posted by Abercrombie

LOL

EXACTLY!!!

We had 5 of us though in my little caviler i miss that car lol

i was with a bunch of buddies early last year and we were trying to get a blunt together... it was a huge ordeal to get it together - finding weed, bluntwrap, then eventually borrowing scissors from a 24/7 commisso's for a cell phone collateral. we finally get it together and hotbox one of the cars in the empty commisso's parking lot, and all is well...

then some cops pull in the parking lot and face into us. my one buddy smokes maybe once every few months and was completely tripping out even before the cop came, and the collective paranoia and anxiety was reaching crazy levels.. it was exactly like the scene from super troopers, except they wouldn't even look at us, but they obviously could see the hotbox clearly with their headlights. they just sat there, and we obviously debated whether we should open the windows or not.. we decided on not moving at all with the car off and that seemed to work, after a few minutes they drove away.

so we put some music back on and chill for a few more minutes before splitting back to our respective cars and heading home. it turns out my ride home was the aforementioned dude with the sensitive cannaboid receptors in his brain. we're driving along stonechurch road, and the guy starts telling me he's convinced that cops are still watching us and are following us, and are going to arrest us for being high. i start listing all the reasons that we should not be worrying (a - they're not following us, b - weed is making you paranoid, c - even if we DID get pulled over, blah blah..) but he won't even listen to a word, he made ray liotta from the second half of goodfellas look as calm as a toad in the sun... except there was no helicopter following us around at all.

as we're arguing he just turns into some random neighbourhood, and is like "sorry man, you have to walk or call a cab or some shit, i'm going straight home".. and i'm still trying to talk sense into him... then he starts fucking yelling for me to to get out, and he was taking offense to my patronizing tone and the fact i was formulating an argument as to exactly why it's fine to take a few minutes to drive me home. he starts yelling at me to get out, i had enough so i just stepped out and he speeds away in his parents' minivan...

so there i am... not knowing where the fuck i am besides in the middle of one of the huge, confusing suburban blocks between the linc and rymal road, completely ripped as shit freezing to death in -20c windy weather. it took me 5 mins to find a main road, while on the phone with the other friends we were with explaining the situation, and they came to pick me up. we all are still high laughing uncontrollably - and can't get over the fact that i got kicked out of the car by our buddy in the middle of nowhere.

so besides borderline frostbite on my hands, the night ended off on a good note, and the next day my friend that tripped out bought me lunch out of guilt and to this day i make fun of how i'm never getting high with him again...

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Originally posted by English Rachel What the fuck are you doing driving impaired you pathetic fucks? I hope you die before you kill someone else. EDIT: Don't bother dying, I'll feel way too guilty. Just stop thinking you're important enough to risk other people's lives on the road.

Wow, must be nice to look into such a shiny, spotless mirror all the time!

Here's an (English) educational film for you:

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Originally posted by Harmonika Wow, must be nice to look into such a shiny, spotless mirror all the time! Here's an (English) educational film for you:

Great video and you have the accolade of posting the first video on here that I have ever watched all the way through!

I still have 'zero tolerance' beliefs though. I don't think you should get in a car with ANYTHING in your system. Lose people dear to you in a car accident and you too may feel the same.

And as for my shiny, spotless mirror - it's beautiful and I love it. Perhaps you should get a dose of social responsibilty on a cloth of personal morals and use your elbow grease of knowledge that you are the best person you can be and you too could have one just as shiny.

Oh, and fuck off.

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Originally posted by Harmonika Here's an (English) educational film for you:

using one test subject is hardly a test nor educational.

you can't tell me that after smoking a joint your not impaired.

Pot has such a varied response in different people that any decent study would need thousands of tests.

that being said id much rather get into a car with a veteran stoner than a 12 beer deep alcoholic.

Got pressured to smoke from a bong after saying "no" numerous times. Next thing I know, I am receiving cpr on the floor by paremedics. I pass out again, and wake up in the ER 3 hours later. (that's a VERY quick summary ).

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Originally posted by English Rachel Great video and you have the accolade of posting the first video on here that I have ever watched all the way through! I still have 'zero tolerance' beliefs though. I don't think you should get in a car with ANYTHING in your system. Lose people dear to you in a car accident and you too may feel the same. And as for my shiny, spotless mirror - it's beautiful and I love it. Perhaps you should get a dose of social responsibilty on a cloth of personal morals and use your elbow grease of knowledge that you are the best person you can be and you too could have one just as shiny. Oh, and fuck off.

Holy mixed message - glad you liked the vid, but wow, touched a touchy spot, non?

How about people who drive and yak on their cellphones? Or peruse the newspaper? How 'bout women who drive and apply makeup at the same time? Come to think of it, we should definitely set up a screening process to measure attention spans against government standards to see if people are fit to drive - that would solve all and any driving issues.

It isn't social responsibility that's the issue - it's personal - accountability to one's self, knowing one's own limitations in certain situations and abiding them. That takes a level of self-awareness that you'll be hard pressed to find in the majority of the population - plain and simple, people tend to be selfish and will often put their (often unconscious) base needs and compulsions before all others.

In any case, the notion of being able to control anything besides your own reaction to situations is an illusion. Sorry if you've lost a loved one to an accident that involved someone who was intoxicated (which is what I assume you're alluding to in your post), but your anger about the situation is hurting you more than anyone who might have been involved in the incident.

And don't worry, I'm sure the OPP won't find the pandas you've stashed in your basement - your spotless record is safe and preserved...

Another High School Story...

My buddy who is older got a full scholarship at a school in Virginia for baseball, so i go visit him. He's lost a shit load of weight since i last say him and is the definition of a pothead..

anyway, he lived with some other players including this kid from africa on a basketball schloarship who has never smoked weed EVER. So my buddy and his roomates are rolling massive spliffs 5 of them and we sat at a table and smoked clockwise.

After round 1 we are all demolished, i ask the African kid how he feels and he shrugs and says "I feel nothing". Round 2 same routine, then i ask the African kid how he feels he says " I feel nothing".

After Round 3 I ask him still he feels "nothing"

Round 4 finishes i can barley keep my tounge in my mouth and my eyes from rolling and I ask him and he says "I feel nothing"

I had enough. I started drilling him being a little bit of an asshole and saying he's a liar, he's smoked before etc... he looks at me and says "I feel nothing, no arms, no legs, no head, no anything man".

The table explodes with laughter.

Then he tells s his "body shivers from the inside" and we are on the fucking floor rolling!!

HA!

back in grade 12.. had a regular second semester day of skipping the afternoon and blazing in the parking lot.. school ends and i realize i have to go get stuff from my locker. i think my eyes are too red, but my asshole friends insist i look fine and tell me to go in..

my teacher in a class i skipped happens to be by my locker, and he's one of those guitar playing pseudo-intellectual "cool" teachers who like to be assholes occasionally.. he comes up to me and grabs my shoulders with his arms fully extended, and starts looking me in the eyes asing me how i'm doing, and says "you made a poor decision today, friend" and a bunch of bullshit and walks away. then i see my other teacher was watching the conversation, i think how could this get any worse.. but luckily she was completely cool about it.. but i fucking hate those situations.. i wish there was a strain of weed that makes non-high people fuck off

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Originally posted by Harmonika Holy mixed message - glad you liked the vid, but wow, touched a touchy spot, non? How about people who drive and yak on their cellphones? Or peruse the newspaper? How 'bout women who drive and apply makeup at the same time? Come to think of it, we should definitely set up a screening process to measure attention spans against government standards to see if people are fit to drive - that would solve all and any driving issues. It isn't social responsibility that's the issue - it's personal - accountability to one's self, knowing one's own limitations in certain situations and abiding them. That takes a level of self-awareness that you'll be hard pressed to find in the majority of the population - plain and simple, people tend to be selfish and will often put their (often unconscious) base needs and compulsions before all others. In any case, the notion of being able to control anything besides your own reaction to situations is an illusion. Sorry if you've lost a loved one to an accident that involved someone who was intoxicated (which is what I assume you're alluding to in your post), but your anger about the situation is hurting you more than anyone who might have been involved in the incident. And don't worry, I'm sure the OPP won't find the pandas you've stashed in your basement - your spotless record is safe and preserved...

You're confusing the two. My mirror comment wasn't anything to do with this - I assumed by the 'all the time' comment that you were alluding to my other beliefs in other threads.

Not mixed messages, I appreciate that video and it does make me feel *slightly* better about all the people I know that drive stoned BUT doesn't change my mind. No mixed message, just an acknowledgement of the information you provided. And I love Quentin Wilson.

I'm not angry anymore, I just think it is PATHETIC. As I stated.

And yes, people ARE selfish and I hate it. We live on this planet together, respect that.

I agree that most people on the roads shouldn't be allowed a licence. That infuriates me too. This thread isn't about that though so why mention it?

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Originally posted by English Rachel What the fuck are you doing driving impaired you pathetic fucks? I hope you die before you kill someone else. EDIT: Don't bother dying, I'll feel way too guilty. Just stop thinking you're important enough to risk other people's lives on the road.

Sorry... finger cramp....


ahhh, there we go...

This is a great thread!
Keep the stories coming

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Originally posted by kotsy This is a great thread! Keep the stories coming

We used to cruise after we were high and look for adventure, usually cruise in the country...I've always been the paranoid one, we were driving and we thought we were lost, there was a bunch of adbanded houses...seemed like scene from a horror movie so i was freaking out.

I screamed and my friends got scared and looked back at me and said what? I pointed at a sign on a post that said "Invisible Fence", then they screamed to.

I thought we had just entered a forcefield or combine of some sort.

It turns out it was an advert.

The sign looked like a street sign or posting of a confidential area. It was much more sinister looking than this:

PARANOIA THA DESTROYA !!!!

Best "driving high" clip of all time:

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