The Best of My High Night

Potsmokers have their own unofficial holiday on April 20th. So it makes sense that they would have their own version of F My Life called My High Night. That why it’s the fifth site in our ongoing look at the best of the interweb. (Apart from The Lowdown Blog, of course.) The stories on this site are reminiscent of F My Life and Texts from Last Night except everyone on this site is high. Kinda like the writers of most network television shows.

(All stories in this post should be considered sic’d.)

When my parents asked why my eyes were red, I replied because I have laser vision. MHN

Me and my friend we’re walkin to a restaurant with weed in our pockets, and we saw a mailman. My friend says “Oh, shit, it’s the mailman! We’re fucked!” We ran away. MHN

I watched two straight hours of telemarketing. If I wasn’t too high to reach the phone from my seat, I’d be broke right now. MHN

I was on the phone with someone talking for 5 minutes before I realized I was listening to a voicemail. MHN

Called Rogers last night to complain that my brand new phone was already broken. After I chewed the woman out for a good 15 minutes about their shitty service, she politely pointed out to me that blackberry pearls are NOT touch screens. MHN

Had an epic foam sword nerf battle in toys r us for 30 minutes before we were asked to leave… My friend tried to Jedi mindtrick security into thinking it was ok…MHN

I closed the door to my bathroom and pressed the “lock” button on my car keys. MHN

Had the munchies with 4 friends and only had one clean bowl. We did, however, have 4 spoons so we passed a mixing bowl full of captn’ crunch around, taking two bites per person. MHN

I spent ten minutes bunny-hopping up the down escalator at the mall pretending I was an astronaut. MHN

My roommate and I wanted to watch a movie but had to go the opposite side of campus. It was pouring outside so I decided to ride my scooter while she ran. We had shelter checkpoints to dry off. We felt like we were in a video game so at each checkpoint we said “mission completed”. There was also golden coins, we would jump up and say “boop” for every coin. MHN

Dropped the soap in the shower and left it there because I though I’d get raped of I bent down to pick it up. MHN

Me and my friends were smoking in the woods and discovered hardened lava and possibly a volcano…. that we plan on naming Mt. Dew. MHN

After smoking with my dog murphy I followed him around the house thinking he was about to show me something really cool. MHN

Went to the beach in another state and leaving the park, ended up taking a few too many rights and ended right back where we started. Luckily there was a McD’s around one of those rights. MHN

Smoked so much sour diesel hash I told my buddy that I thought it gave me cerebral palsy. He still gives me shit about it. MHN.

My friends and I smoked a couple bowls and then decided it was time to watch Friday and smoke a blunt. We went to the store and bought 3 grape swisher singles. The cashier said, “Imagine that” when we saw it came out to $4.20. I framed the receipt. MHN

Smoked a bowl with a friend. We got hungry and decided to go to dippin dots. We ordered two large bowls. I paid with three fives (fifteen). The cashier smiled as she gave me the change it was 4.20. MHN

Me and my friend Ordered some pizza at Domino’s as we were waiting for it to cook we decided that the pizza shop was in fact a space capsule. We counted down an ignition sequence and blasted off complete with sound effects. The cashier just stared. MHN

Went to Dairy Queen high with three other buddies in the drive through. Struggled to get our order collaborated, finally got it down and said it to the lady. When we finished, our response was “are you ready to order?” The second order did not come out so well. None of us could remember what we wanted, so sat in silence for a good two minutes, panicked, and sped off. Finally built up the courage to come back, almost messed up again, but my God victory never tasted sweeter. MHN

I just spent 40 dollars at Taco Bell. MHN

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