yungcigsmoker
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Was 15. My friend called me up one day and was like "yo come check out this homemade bong I made". I go inside his basement and the kid made a bong out of a pineapple, a graden hose, and a window screen. Neither of us smoked, he just saw it online and made it for shits and giggles.
So then he says to me "Dude lets test it out". I said to him "Bro I can't smoke weed right now, my mom will find out". He agreed. But we still wanted to test it out. So he goes to the desk and pulls out a few sheets of loose leaf paper. We just started ripping them up and packing the bowl. Then we filled it with water and took it out back into the woods.
We lit it and started coughing our fucking lungs out. We both agreed that "smoking is gay". But then he hatched a brilliant idea. Steal weed from his older brother to see what actual weed is like. So we hid the bong in his garage and snuck into his older brothers room. We searched for a solid hour and a half before we finally found some in the closet.
We were real paranoid about getting caught, so we walked really far into the woods. The bong got dropped a few times but we repaired it. When we finally got to a suitable location, the bong was the nastiest little fucker. That shit was rotting and covered in dirt. We were attracting flies. But we loaded up and began toking. We smoked a dime. On my last hit I threw up cause the smell from the pineapple was so putrid.
We ditched it in the woods and went back to my friends house. We enjoyed the rest of the evening high, then I went to my house. We returned to the place we ditched the bong and gave it a proper burial next to a tree we now call "The Pineapple Tree". Every once in a while we come back and smoke a pineapple white owl and place the Roach on a nearby rock.
So then he says to me "Dude lets test it out". I said to him "Bro I can't smoke weed right now, my mom will find out". He agreed. But we still wanted to test it out. So he goes to the desk and pulls out a few sheets of loose leaf paper. We just started ripping them up and packing the bowl. Then we filled it with water and took it out back into the woods.
We lit it and started coughing our fucking lungs out. We both agreed that "smoking is gay". But then he hatched a brilliant idea. Steal weed from his older brother to see what actual weed is like. So we hid the bong in his garage and snuck into his older brothers room. We searched for a solid hour and a half before we finally found some in the closet.
We were real paranoid about getting caught, so we walked really far into the woods. The bong got dropped a few times but we repaired it. When we finally got to a suitable location, the bong was the nastiest little fucker. That shit was rotting and covered in dirt. We were attracting flies. But we loaded up and began toking. We smoked a dime. On my last hit I threw up cause the smell from the pineapple was so putrid.
We ditched it in the woods and went back to my friends house. We enjoyed the rest of the evening high, then I went to my house. We returned to the place we ditched the bong and gave it a proper burial next to a tree we now call "The Pineapple Tree". Every once in a while we come back and smoke a pineapple white owl and place the Roach on a nearby rock.
