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"When I was fifteen," writes No3L, "I curled up in a Budgens trolley while someone pushed it through the supermarket doors to nick vodka and Benny Hedgehogs, just to hang out with my brother and his mates."

What have you done to fit in?

(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 12:30)
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Embarassing pot-related incident.
When I was at school I was desperately uncool. One weekend while away on a Scout camp (yeah that probably didn't help) some of the cool kids were there and they offered my a joint. Thinking that having a toke would immediately boost my social standards and win a few friends I smoked a bit.

Despite not really feeling the effects, I joined in, cocking around in the woods pretending I was high.

The next Monday back at school, it was revealed, in front of a lot of people, that I'd been duped into smoking nothing more than tobacco mixed with some tea.

Despite taking the joke as best I could, spending the next three years being asked if I liked tea, or would like a cup of tea, or wanted to buy some [sniff, snigger, sideways glance] 'tea' in a little bag, was pretty shit. Needless to say it didn't help me fit in.
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 13:57, 5 replies)
sounds familiar...
a certain managed the selfsame stunt on yours truly, except with cabbage not tea :D happy days.
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 14:19, closed)
brill
That i have to say is brilliant !! Ahh school days dont you just love them !!!
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 14:20, closed)
If it's any consolation, I did the opposite
and still looked a prat.

Visiting pothead friends, I sanctimoniously refused a joint as I was expecting to drive home. Anyway I don't smoke and the highs of pot don't make up for the sore throat next day.

So... I sat in an unventilated front room surrounded by about five joints which circled round me like Indians attacking a wagon train.

After about an hour I glided gently to the carpet and lay there, smiling comfortably.

Of course I'd really inhaled so much second-hand pot smoke that I'd slid off the sofa and hit the deck with a thud, and been left there to rot by my stoned erstwhile buddies.

After that, it was 'Oh SHE doesn't smoke dope - no, siree!'

Yeah.
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 14:26, closed)
ah, the old 'clinton' defense
ah did NOT inn-hayull.
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 17:01, closed)
Oh I did that
I didn't realise about second hand pot smoking until I was driving home and nearly went over the side of a bridge!
(, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 17:32, closed)

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