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Got so fucking stoned that I was crawling on the floor yelling "Guys, i SERIOUSLY think i'm retarded!!" I genuinely thought i went retarded. fiWs.

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January 13, 2012 at 2:48 am by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]

WTF MINECRAFT SEVER HAHAHHAAHAHA *trollface* hahahahhaha U God Method Man - Wu Tang *poolparty*

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December 4, 2011 at 6:20 am by PWNAGE in - Party Share Story [+]

text you friends saying "help i cant find my phone call me when you get this" and see how many dumbasses start calling.

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November 5, 2011 at 10:18 pm by xXGypsomxRainXx in - Party Share Story [+]

just smoked like 7 bowls and three blunts tothe head tonight fuck im high i love days off :D

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October 25, 2011 at 7:36 am by swaggnugs in - Party Share Story [+]

herbalist dubstep :) lmao, i love dank shit. don't you? i do. i like to get super danked when i dank, not just kinda danked. you know? yeah you know :)

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August 12, 2011 at 10:24 pm by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]

i wish my guitar could smoke weed with me... every plant in the world should give off THC :) world peace motherfucker :) LEGALIZE NOT LEGAL LIES! later

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August 12, 2011 at 3:34 pm by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]

Waknlig in the presence of giants here. Cool thinking all around!

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May 6, 2011 at 5:47 am by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]

It was the last week of school, and about 6 of us went out to the nearby dive bar, hoping it would be crowded and crazy. No one was there. "Fuck, this sucks," said my buddy Jim, and he couldn't have said it better.. When suddenly, Frank came up with the best alternative: "Guys, let's just all get STONED!" Rejoicing in a manner akin to most disney channel movies, we began furiously using each resource we had, but to no avail. Either everyone was out, or not answering their mobile devices. Towards the end of everything, with no plan be, I opted to fight my way out of this hole like a cornered fox. I opted to get drunk. We leave the bar, and that's where things started to get wierd. I began to relieve myself in some bushes, when out of nowhere, a car drove up and started talking to my friends. I immediately jumped on it's roof, only to realize the rugby team inside was none too happy about my decision. My friend, Rory, told me to come with him, and we ran down the street, onto campus, and into the library (oblivious to the fact that it was still finals week, and people were poppin' concierta and studying like mad.) Rory, being much more drunk than I was, began to read out loud from a few text books. When I realized I couldn't restrain him from reciting various marketing numbers from 1989, I left. I realized upon leaving that I had no clue where any of my friends were. Where was Jim? And Frank? I got outside, and a cute girl I knew was sitting on the steps. "Where is everyone??" She exclaimed, when a drunk and loud Rory popped back out of the library doors. "Let's get the fuck outta here, man!" he said. And so, I obliged. We walked across campus to his place, when we saw another, very drunk girl blocking our path like a black cat. "Oh man. You have to play interference for me, my boy," whispered Rory, "This girl wants my nuts, and I'd rather keep them right now." Before I knew it, I was knee deep in conversing with a very intoxicated young women, while Rory and that cute girl dashed into his place. The problem for me, was that I had no idea which one his place was! I spoke to this blotto bird for a while, and in our drunken sophistication, we managed to hit on each other pathetically for a few minutes. Alas, I was in no mood to dip my stick into any sugar, and I asked if I could walk her home. She accepted. After dropping her off at her door, I made an executive decision. "Welp. This night was a bust. I'm just going to go walk home." I thought, as I pulled my collar up against the cold, and looked down at my pitiful night life much like a character from a J.D. Salinger novel. As I left campus, I decided I'd stop by my friend Cynthia's house, just to see if anyone was home. If anything, I could just pass out on her couch, saving me a long walk. I got towards the back door, and all the lights were off. Not a good sign. But as I entered the kitchen, and made my way around to the living room, I saw an angel before me: Jim! "Where the fuck have you been??!?!" he chortled, to which I had no reply except to stare at him confusingly. "Whatever. You... uh.. You wanna get HIGHH??" My confusion quickly turned into a large smile and a laugh, as I looked down and saw him holding a massive sack of green tint. And so, we smoked. Frank showed up a while later, and after smoking ourselves to the shores of oblivion, we all slept on the nice carpeted, college house floor. We slept with smiles on our faces.

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March 6, 2011 at 2:42 pm by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]

I'm listening to the greatest music right now!

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December 21, 2010 at 11:41 pm by zurness in - Party Share Story [+]

Kinda pissed we can't hit the bong, but there's not enough green for it. So I hit the pipe. I just laughed hysterically at an internet ad. Then I found this site. Because I Google "I'm stoned."

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October 20, 2010 at 7:09 pm by Anonymous in - Party Share Story [+]