The Story behind Swanks first High:
It all began my freshmen year of highschool. I told a friend we should try weed for the first time. We searched and searched for days and couldn't find anyone who would sell to us, but finally. I got a text from a dude that said "I'll sell you a dimebag if you can pick up" so we walked to his house. Yes, we walked we were freshmen and didn't have our licenses. Well we picked it up and we realized something. We couldn't buy blunt wraps because we aren't 18 and nobody has a piece. So I spent one night building the ultimate bong. The say after was really sketch. I woke up and instantly told my mom I was spending the night at my friends house. She was suspicious as I was very obvious about what was going on. I wrapped the bong I created in a sweatshirt and stuffed it in a backpack and was walking out the front door when my mom stopped me and said "what's in the bag noah" I froze. Woah. I replied "my sweatshirt and clothes". She 'bought' it. Well I walked to his house which was actually 4-5 mile walk with a oversized homemade bong in my bag. We waited until his parents went out and we ran outside and across the street to the woods where we decided was the best place to do it. the first hit was awful I haven't choked on anything that bad in my life. But I did it. Coughed like a motherfucker. We smoked the full dimebag and of course me being a lightweight managed to black out or some shit because all I remember is waking up at a baseball field 2 hours away from where we started. I didn't want to call my parents and I had nobody around me. I called my friend and he was right down the road. We were tripping absolute balls. I believe whatever we bought was laced because to this day I haven't tripped that hard. Maybe it was K2. But back on track, he called his sister who thankfully was able to pick us up. We got back to his house and munched out for hours. We ordered two large pizzas and then went to taco bell. We were at taco bell when I realized we lost the bong. I can't remember alot of the night afterwards because it was a couple years ago but I do remember his parents finding out.
The End
It all began my freshmen year of highschool. I told a friend we should try weed for the first time. We searched and searched for days and couldn't find anyone who would sell to us, but finally. I got a text from a dude that said "I'll sell you a dimebag if you can pick up" so we walked to his house. Yes, we walked we were freshmen and didn't have our licenses. Well we picked it up and we realized something. We couldn't buy blunt wraps because we aren't 18 and nobody has a piece. So I spent one night building the ultimate bong. The say after was really sketch. I woke up and instantly told my mom I was spending the night at my friends house. She was suspicious as I was very obvious about what was going on. I wrapped the bong I created in a sweatshirt and stuffed it in a backpack and was walking out the front door when my mom stopped me and said "what's in the bag noah" I froze. Woah. I replied "my sweatshirt and clothes". She 'bought' it. Well I walked to his house which was actually 4-5 mile walk with a oversized homemade bong in my bag. We waited until his parents went out and we ran outside and across the street to the woods where we decided was the best place to do it. the first hit was awful I haven't choked on anything that bad in my life. But I did it. Coughed like a motherfucker. We smoked the full dimebag and of course me being a lightweight managed to black out or some shit because all I remember is waking up at a baseball field 2 hours away from where we started. I didn't want to call my parents and I had nobody around me. I called my friend and he was right down the road. We were tripping absolute balls. I believe whatever we bought was laced because to this day I haven't tripped that hard. Maybe it was K2. But back on track, he called his sister who thankfully was able to pick us up. We got back to his house and munched out for hours. We ordered two large pizzas and then went to taco bell. We were at taco bell when I realized we lost the bong. I can't remember alot of the night afterwards because it was a couple years ago but I do remember his parents finding out.
The End