It’s definitely a young man or woman’s sport.

My first time was at an amusement park. Well I ended up at an amusement park. It started out around lunchtime on a beautiful late may or early June day. I was in science class when a classmate heard that I had taken a tab. They thought it was a good idea to tell me that my house was about to be raided by the cops. I had achieved a high point in my early years of cultivation and had a half dozen plants in mid flower at home in my closet. Well the second I heard that my house was getting raided I got up middle of class and ran home. I mean ran like my life depended on it. Got home and uprooted my whole grow and dismantled everything. I remember that those plants were putting out some serious bubblegum smells too. They went right into the compost, except one that was extra smelly. My stupid ass held onto it in a one gallon ziplock bag. With nothing left to get busted with at home I ended up meeting up with a couple buddies who were also on their first trip. We all decided that the best thing to do was to go to the Canobie lake park. We stayed there until closing time and then drove back home. Sitting in my buddies room we then tried smoking that bubblegum smelling plant to no avail

. We ended up scoring a few buds from his older sister and smoked some dry weed….. much better. I woke up the next morning and my face felt like it’d spent the evening subbing for a punching bag. Every single muscle in my face was sore, sore from an eight hour shift of nonstop laughing. What a trip!! That was towards the end of freshman year of high school, the first of many trips, and one of the funnest trips of all time. Ohh and the kid in science class was just messing with me. My house never got raided.