My best friend came over to spend the night and he brought some recreational marijuana supplies that his brother bought from a dispensary.
The marijuana was still in the package from the dispensary.
Jack showed me the marijuana and I immediately wanted to find a place to smoke it. We didn’t have any rolling papers or a bowl. We found an aluminum soda can and punctured the bottom of the can with tiny little holes. We put on hole on the other end of the can for a carburetor. We placed the buds on top of the tiny holes and lit them on fire. It was a harsh way to smoke the dispensary marijuana product, but my friend and I got really high. We probably hit the homemade bowl three or four times. We barely smoked one of the buds from the package. Both of us were feeling pretty good. We put the bowl on the ground by the picnic table and went back into the basement. My mom and dad came to find us a few minutes later. They told us that there was a fire outside. My mom and dad were frantic, because they did not know how the fire began. I could have told them that Jack and I were smoking marijuana outside, but then they would have been really angry. I thought it was best to keep the truth to myself. It’s been 10 years since that incident, and my mom and dad only recently found out what really happened. When I found out that my best friend and I had been smoking marijuana, my mom and dad went ballistic. I’m 25 years old and they still went crazy when they found out that we were smoking weed.