My first acid trip would be the best. I was watching Ali and smokin Joe go at it for a fourth time on my tv. But the reality was that there was nothing on my tv. I got pissed off when I went to change the channel, and thought I lost the greatest fight known to man.
Worst would have to be when my friends just bought me a big bag of weed. Could have been a third of sandwich bag at the most. I smoked a little of it Christmas Eve, which was pretty nice. But I thought the greatest thing would be to eat the rest of it... plain. Yup, I felt like shit for 3 weeks.
I think the first with weed would be Best/Worst. Just because it was 2 weeks before Christmas, I smoked it with some friends in my backyard. My dad came home about 2 hour early from work, pissed that his job has become shitty and he only gets to work 5 hours at the most now. Well, he sees me in my current state, and decides the best way to humor himself would be to take me Christmas shopping with him. For 2 and a half hours. According to him, I was mesmerized by this viking shirt at a little outlet store. I stared at it for about twenty minutes... staring right into the soul of that viking.