#stoner log

[wakee-to-bakee]

Bubble bath with a bubbling bong

[wakee-to-bakee]

Stoner Log

At the graveyard getting high as shit. 5:45 pm

Reblog with your own stoner log.

[petespotpipe]

The Pete Chronicles

Just got a new supply today, including a wide variety to sample! I’m going to try to keep a log of how it goes with each.

Let’s call it research. ;)

[my-stoned-mind]

Ounce✔️ 1-22-15

[canyouhearthechurchbells-blog]

Playing Skyrim With my Brother When...

I was wandering a random dungeon aimlessly... again... and I picked up an Ancient Nord Sword. 

"Hey Mat," my brother asks, "Do you prefer sharp weapons or blunts?"

Reminds me of the first time I ever smoked. I was hiding in one of the corridors in the shopping plaza with Freddie and Javon and Victoria, trying and failing miserably to break up weed for the first time ever. Good times.

I glare at my brother for a moment. He might be the smartest thirteen-year-old I've ever met, or just a really lucky moron. I hoped for the second one.

"Well, honestly, I got the one-armed perk for maces so I really have to say I prefer blunt weapons."

Presume gaming.

Later, in the slummy area of Windhelm.

"Would you rather be high or dark elf?"

Okay. That wasn't a coincidence.

"That's kind of a loaded question..." I mutter.

"What?"

"I mean, picking a dark elf would instantly ensure I was treated with disrespect and ridicule from people. Though... they do have good magic..."

That clever troll...

[canyouhearthechurchbells-blog]

Telling a Story About my Car Accident When...

"No, no! It was NOT funny!" I defended myself vehemently, a bit irritated that the subject had been brought up in the first place. "Imagine this--as soon as I hit, the car filled up with smoke. And I opened the door and the smoke billowed out of the car. Do you think I see that often? Do you think I enjoyed that?"

Then my mind considered that thought for a moment. Back in my car's heyday, it had been quite the fog machine--not a night went by where I didn't spark up a blunt with Freddie and them in a back lot of a neighborhood in our town. And there were many nights when I watched the plumes of smoke waft out the car windows as we cleared the smoke from the corners of our car. And yes, I did actually enjoy those nights.

I tried to hide my smile and let the topic go because that thought was just hysterical.