We'll start......We don't smoke ganja but every year we get offered. So last year I had been drinking all day as usual and we had reservations that night at Munisan with three other couples. While I was getting ready the couple next door to us came over and asked if we wanted to smoke..now by then we had become friends with them. Ted said no but I was like hell why not I'll try it and we'll see. Now mind you again I don't smoke that stuff and the last time I tryed was probably over twenty years ago. So that being said I smoked with them and left to go to dinner. I was sooooooooo messed up that I sat there staring at my rice for ten minutes because I couldn't physically bring my fork to my mouth! Ted couldn't stop laughing at me...hell I would have laughed at me! I finally had to look at my hubby and ask him to take me to the room. Now I know it gives you the munchies but it made me so messed up that I actually could not feed myself! Needless to say I didn't smoke again. And yes my great hubby did take me back to the room and went and got me food from the buffet until I straightened up a little. We went back out much later to the hottub when I wasn't a zombie.' Moral of this story....moderation!'
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