Dude, the second time I got high, I only smoked 1/5 of what I did the first time (the first time did very little for me), but I was GONE. I mean, damn. My friend was sitting back in a recliner and looked like a three year old in one of those kiddie La-Z-Boys. I couldn't stop laughing at it, or at the looks on the faces of the people around me who were just staring at the freak that couldn't stop laughing. Then my tongue felt like it was swollen to three times its normal size. Sitting in a rocking chair didn't help either. It was downright scary, I couldn't stop laughing, even if you'd put a gun to my face. I also just walked around with my hands in my back pockets, marvelling at how great my ass felt.
Whew, if I'm ever that high again, I'll make sure to come on here and post something. It should be interesting.