Italian Pipes

Does anyone have a good way to make a homemade pipe for smoking tobacco out of.? i currently use the pen and socket pipe, doesnt work all that well

How can I make a homemade pipe to smoke 420 from?

is smoking out of a homemade clay pipe toxic? using simply clay to make a pipe... would it be toxic???

any ideas on how to make a homemade pipe to smoke out of? i dont wanna use a bottle and tin foil and i already have a 1 hitter and i wanna know what else can you do to make and homemade pipe and also i know how to make pen pipes but id really care for using those any help thanks

how can i make a homemade pipe for salvia divinorum? I just got a large bag of salvia divinorum foliage and someone stole my pipe. Does anyone have any tips for making a homemade pipe that is large enough to smoke salvia divinorum out of?

Anyone has any idea on how to build a homemade pipe? I want to carve my own pipe(for smoke).I'd prefer it full-wood and not looking like the ones that are already there.Any suggestions? Preferably with pics too.Thanks.

will i get alzheimers from smoking a soda can pipe and a pipe with foil? last night i smoked a soda can pipe three separate times at my friends house. then i smoked a homemade bong with foil on it twio separate times. i just found out today that it causes alzheimers and im really scared. am i gonna get alzheimers now?

how can a make a really good homemade pipe?? im trying to quit smoking ciggarets and im gonna start smoking natural tabacco and i dont like to smoke in zig zags can anybody help me??

Did Huckleberry mess up his presidential image when he smoked his homemade corncob pipe on Face the Nation? Wallace was aghast.

What should I do about my son smoking weed? I came home yesterday and he was smoking some horrible smelling weed out of a homemade foil pipe. I'm not sure how to handle it, but I told him to never stink up my house with that cheap seedy crap ever again. Don't blaze up in my house unless you can afford the chronic, you disrespectful little twat. Rehab? For WEED??? Bwahahahahaha!! Yeah, that's the ticket. "Son, you're going to a special camp where Jesus will teach you to smoke better weed."

How should I coat the inside of a homemade wooden pipe? I'm bored and making a pipe out of the wood in my backyard. How should I go about coating the inside, because there seems to be loose wood chips and i don't want to breath them in? I coated the outside in carnauba wax, but I'm not sure if I should use it on the inside since I don't know if it's okay to inhale. (I know smoking is bad for you. I probably wont even use it)

What homemade stuff can I use as pipe filters? For the past few days I've been using lightly rolled up tissue (like, tissue box lol) as pipe filters. Just roll them up lightly (roll them tightly and smoke wouldn't be able to get through lol), stick em into the stem (open the pipe, stick it in, put pipe back together) and smoke. Any opinions or thoughts about this idea or pipe filters in general? Any other ways I can make home-made pipe filters? emphasis on homemade.

If u know anything about bongs or pipes.. HELP! HOMEMADE BONG? Im a bit new to smoking............... go to the link and tell me, do i need to put in another hole? i think the extra hole is called a choke or sumthing do i have to put one in this bong/pipe? http://s1029.photobucket.com/albums/y353/cocoking238/?action=view&current=bong.png

homemade tobacco pipe pics? i am looking for people that have gone to hardware stores and put together metal pieces to make a descent smoking pipe. not for weed/meth/crack. just tobacco. so if you have done this please put together a few pictures of them taken apart and put together. best pics and unique style gets best answer.

Smoking green tea through an apple pipe?? so obviously you can smoke green tea to get that mary jane high. but is it possible to smoke the tea using a homemade pipe, like an apple or an aluminum can? if so, has anyone tried it with success?

smoking weed/ being tierd? ok my friend and i where smoking weed with a homemade pipe. i had only about a gram and a half. we shared it and used about half of it. i was ripped i would say something and then forget what i was talking about every like 10 seconds and i cant remember much. and i was woundering how could i get ripped on so little? i did it at 1:00 in the morning and then at 3:00 oclock in the morning. could being tierd be a factor?

Smoking pot after MEPS and 2 to three months before basic training? ok I have a history of smoking marijuana I mean seriously Ive smoked a lot of weed. the fact is I enjoy pot respectively and responsibly. Pot really hasn't effected my life in any harmful way. Anyways the first time I smoked pot was around 13 and on and off until freshman year in high school then from 17 to 19 smoking alot. I am 20 years old and I smoke occasionally but its not my lifestyle anymore I have goals and I am going to join the Air Force. I am going to MEPS in a Week the last time I smoked was like a week ago but I took a crumb of herb and smoked it through a homemade pipe but it was only enough for half a hit I didnt even feel anything could that still be in my system I excercise everyday and drink a lot of water. I am in the delayed entry after I go through MEPS can I smoke after that and before basic I mean Im not going to be able medicate with mary jane for the next four years I think I deserve it. ? well what do you think folks

Quick and easy smoking pipe? Whats a quick and easy homemade way to make a pipe to smoke with?

Can I smoke Salvia in a waterfall homemade bong, or do I need to use a pipe or something? I don't even know how much I'm supposed to use. I'm about to go buy some for the first time in a few days.

is it safe to use a homemade willow tobacco pipe? I crafted this up today - its pretty nifty. But im worried the wood will be harmfull to me (even though im not inhaling the smoke.

Is my throat ok or what is wrong with it? So today I had the genius idea to smoke out a homemade pipe after smoking I coughed up some mucus with a texture similar to oil but a vibrant yellow, for the next 30 or so minutes that yellowy discharge kept coming out of my nose. It was a pipe made from a flashlight and a metal screen, am I ok or should I get it checked out. no speculation please

Help to make a homemade pipe? Me and my friends are smoking some tea every now and than and i would like a pipe that is small, works for a long time (not an apple), no aluminum foil, and not a bong. Also I cant buy one, don't ask why. Please help, Josh

I need help with smoking weed? I don't need you to tell me that I'm stupid for smoking weed, you don't know me. Well anyways, you know how weed is usually in little chunks? This time the weed I got was so small it's almost a powder. I have no idea how to smoke it. I'm afraid that it I'll lose it when I try to smoke it (all I have available to use is a homemade apple pipe ahaha). So any suggestions? I really need to smoke. XP Bri -- I think you need a life. Bitch. Jacob -- Haha hmm. I would but tabacco is icky!! And yup, an apple pipe. Pretty easy to make. I've done potatoes too. You can just eat it when you're done, it's awesome:)

Homemade Shower System, Would this work? OK I live in the city and have great water pressure in my shower. could I take some pvc piping, 1/4 to 1/2 or whatever in diameter, make a square the size of the shower with tubes in the square (would look like a bbq grill but made of pvc piping.) Put small holes in the piping every 1/2 or 1 inch or so. Suspend it above my head and hook it into the shower. Would I get any kind of pressure out of it? Do you think it would make a good shower? Would be cool to do a rebcage type thing where you had spray from your neck to your ankles ising the same type of system No I am not smoking weed. Eddie

A good NON-TOXIC way to blaze at home? (don't have a bong or any zig zags on me)? I'm tired of smoking out of a waterbottle with foil (which is terrible for you), and using apples and all that....doesnt even get me that high anyways. Does someone have innovative technique that will actually work...cuz homemade pipes aren't very effective (something NOT toxic as well) thanks :) much appreciated!

First time smoking pot.? Well I was at my friends house and he always smokes weed out of all different types of things like bongs, pipes, and all kind of different homemade things, but anyways: So I had always told him and a few other of my friends that I have smoked bud before, Just to idk...be left out, aha but I was always scared to smoke around him because I didn't know if I wanted to smoke weed much less I didnt know what my reaction would be, especially around a person I had been telling for a long time that I smoked, Ok so I decided to smoke for the first time, It was a blunt and it didn't do anything and I hit it 4 or 5 times and didn't feel any different, so I had left and came back the next day and smoked out of a homemade bong a (Gravity Bong) and I smoked about 3 bowls my self and Still didn't feel anything so I then continued to smoke more, and I sat down just for a minute the next thing I knew I woke up I had blacked out for about 10 seconds If I had to geuss, I said man I don't feel so good, so we went inside and I sat on the couch and time felt like everything was pausing, as it would pause and I could look around at all the still things in the room, and then that stopped after a few minutes and then things seemed as the were vibrating as my own body was, If I looked at something to long it would shake violently and my friend wanted to walk to the gas station to get some food, we had to walk through a field that was about as big as a football field and it felt like I was walking for HOURS so once we finally reached the store and got back with the food I was chewing it and I couldn't stop chewing LITERALLY, I mean it was the craziest thing id ever experience, but anyways, sorry for typing so much but I had to explain, I told a few of my friends and they were like: Dude it was laced, but thats not an option, not true, anyways tell me if this is normal plz. :D

If I showed DCF a photo of ? someone smoking weed out of a homemade pipe..could she get her son taken away? My nephew is living in a god damn HOTEL ROOM which is always filled with smoke, and we had custody of him for about 4 months but his mother came and took him away. We are trying to find a way to show DCF that she is an unfit mother. trust me ..she is unfit. i am her stepsister(well..we are not blood related but our parents have been together since i was 2...but never rmarried) she gave him to us in the first place because she said herself she couldnt take care of him, and people threatned to call the authorities on her. she doesnt care for her son. she only wants him back to get back at us. i cry myself to sleep at night knowing what that child is going through. HE'S ONLY 1 1/2 years old. ugh

What is more dangerous to make bowls with? i am making homemade bongs and pipes and stuff like that. and i heard that smoking tin foil and aluminam foil eats away at your brain. but in this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7WEHOEUgf8 it says aluminam foil is ok to smoke and tin foil isnt. which foil is safe to make bowls with?! and in this one it says difference. im confused! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haBcqWc79vk

Help making a homemade tobacco pipe? Ok, i got some wood, which is called standing dead cherry.. Please tell me if this is safe to use. I think the wood is from a dead cherry tree, hence the name, standing dead cherry.. but is there anything i should do to the wood? i heard some people dip there finished pipes in olive oil? but please do not tell me to get better wood or equipment, as i am doing this with what i got.. but please tell me if this wood is safe to smoke out of, and put my mouth on, because i am making the stem out of the same stuff. Thanks

First time smoking weed help!? I have a load of questions and would appreciate it if anyone could take the weight off of my back. These all apply to one's first time smoking: What is the best method to start with, considering that a first-timer doesn't have any pipes etc..? How do you inhale? What should you bring? What homemade methods are least safe, (i.e foil)? Does it make you dumber? What are some real life, no gov't biased stuff, negative effects? How can you tell if the weed is laced or safe?

Is my metal pipe still safe to smoke out of? I just recently got a metal pipe from a friend(its most likely a cheap one, but not sure) I decided to clean it out. Its probably one that he picked up at a gas station somewhere. But its not homemade. I soaked in rubbing alcohol for 10 minutes after I had washed it out with soap and water. Its now clean...however the blue paint/coating layer is coming off in some areas around the bowl, do you guys still think its safe to smoke? Its silver underneath by the way.

What would Grandpa think of kids smoking and drinking? Smoke and Drink A cousin and myself along, On grandpa's farm we were. With naught to do, we had a thought, From which we'd not deter. While grandpa worked out on his farm, We swiped a corncob pipe. Tobacco and a match or two, We also had to swipe. We headed to the deep dark wood, Our booty to explore. That's when we spied the heavy wood, Of grandpa's cellar door. He looked at me and I at him, A gleam on both our faces. We went inside and down the steps, Fifteen or twenty paces. And there before our naive eyes, Was homemade beer galore. We took one bottle, he'd not miss, For he had many more. Down to the woods we hauled the loot, Like pirates on the sea. We lit the pipe and sucked the smoke, And threw up by the tree. 'Twas then we thought to have a sip, Of grandpa's homemade beer. We passed the bottle to and fro, And tasted grandpa's cheer. We drank it all to our delight It tasted very good. Then we found we could not walk, Out of this deep dark wood. We started crawling on all fours, Like possums in the night. We'd stop and puke and crawl some more, We must have been a sight. Then Grandpa came and rescued us, He picked us up with ease. He took us home and tucked us in, I dreamed of dogs and fleas. He woke us both at five A M. He took us to the barn, We fed the chickens and the pigs, Then cousin said, "Oh darn!". Our Grandpa had his leather strap, So supple and so strong. When he was done we both found out, That what we did was wrong. That was the first thing that I stole, And also was the last. That strap he kept out in the barn, Taught many lessons fast. sometime I wonder who wrote it too. s2-l4, last word = kipe instead of swipe.

Im bored nd tired of bongs nd pipes nd hookahs? what can i make supper duper coolto smoke my "tobacco" if u know what im relaly talkin bout..im sick of boring bongs and homemade shit nd real glass bowls..plz what else could i make funn!!! nd coool

would my dad be disappointed in me? i told him i smoked cigarettes a few days ago an he was disappointed but when i ran out of smokes i started getting the left over cigarettes out of the ashtray and cut them up an smoked the tobacco in a homemade pipe he found out an he didn't do anything until today he gave me 3 cigarettes an said smoke these if you need to smoke so right before he went to work he said only if you need to smoke them but please don't smoke them but i smoked 2 already an i am wondering if he will be really disappointed in me when he comes home an i give him the last smoke

I need help keeping my brother in line (smokes pot, drinking, etc)? I'll try to make this as short as possible. Background: Brother:18, Me: 20 My brother and I used to be really close. He would always hang out with my friends and I. We had a lot of fun together and even though he tried not to show it, he adored me. This has greatly changed within the past year. During the past year (his senior year in high school), he got a new job at a pizzeria. The kids that work there are mostly all potheads. After he'd been working there for a couple months, I started to hear a lot of things that were going on with him. He started smoking (cigarettes and pot), his grades have dropped, he's been going to a lot of parties, he has gone to school drunk, and he broke up with his girlfriend of 2 years (because she didn't approve of his smoking). He's been caught drinking by a college he visited. My parents have found an empty bottle of vodka, a bag of pot, a homemade pipe, a pack of cigarettes and several lighters in his jeep. My mom caught him smoking a "cigar" out of his bedroom window. They've confronted him but havent really punished him. They don't know how to really. My dad is in denial and my mom is just really hurt to find out all of this. And so am I. I wrote a short letter to him telling him he's stupid for smoking and that I hate it. He told me he would never do it, specially because he knows I'm against it. So he lied to me. I didn't really have any proof except for my friend's word so I ignored it. This was all around Christmas. Lately, I've been hearing alotta stuff from mutual friends about him. Today I got a call from my good friend (a different ex gf) saying that he just had sex with his current ex girlfriend's best friend the other night. Also, she said he is not the same kid he used to be. He changed so much. She told me he's a pothead now and she wants me to talk to him because he'll listen to me. In conclusion, I am just really really worried about him. I'm very against pot and want him to stop doing it. I'm afraid that when he goes to college this fall, he'll get into worse things. I've talked to a couple of my friends and some of them told me he's just going through a stage. I understand that guys go through these stages, but I want to get my brother out of this stage asap. He makes stupid decisions and I don't want to wake up to him dead one day. Also, we arent even close anymore. We used to talk and goof around all the time. Now when I try to talk to him he just responds with one word answers. I ask him to do things with me but he said I'm leaving. It just breaks my heart. So my real questions are.. 1) Should I tell my parents about all this stuff? They think he stopped and that they can "trust him" now. But theyre so clueless. However, I feel like if I tell them, he will get mad at me for snitching and/or they won't really do anything about it. So it'd be pointless to tell them 2) I do plan on confronting him but I don't know exactly what to say. So help with that please thanks guys!

A wooden pipe with tin foil to smoke weed? Is it really harmful for you? I smoked some white rhino and was high basically all day but when I was burning out I felt like i was going mental or smething like really trippin out because my friend told me that shit aint healthy to just use a glass pipe except i dont have one right now so im just wondering if i should spark a couple bowls with it (itts homemade) lol or just roll up a fat joint?

Do you think this state-of-the art training ground will be effective? The aroma of freshly baking flatbread wafts through the air as a unit of British soldiers position themselves for a quick patrol around the village of Sindh Kalay.Market vendors hawk grapes and melons, as a group of village elders sit smoking water pipes and suspicious-looking men lurk beside battered motorcycles. What should the soldiers do? Conduct a weapons search? Approach the village elders first? In the complex political and cultural terrain of Afghanistan, what is the best course of action? Except this is not Afghanistan. It's Norfolk, England. Instead of the Hindu Kush mountains, it is the green ladscape and tidy farmhouses of the English countryside that stretch out behind them. Welcome to the British Army's state-of-the art training ground. It cost more than $20 million to build and every British soldier serving in Afghanistan will do his or her training here. "I think it's the closest thing you are going to get short of being in Afghanistan itself," says Col. David Colthup of the 2nd Battalion of the Yorkshire Regiment. His troops have already served one tour of duty in Afghanistan's Helmand province and are training for another. The business of being able to interact either through an interpreter or through Afghan security forces, whether they are police or army. And to understand how the people operate and how we can interact better with them. Because ultimately, that's what it's about," he says. The most distinctive features of Sindh Kalay are the high three-meter walls that make up the village compound, creating narrow alleyways difficult for troops to patrol. The village is staffed with Afghan asylum-seekers, many of whom have fled the Taliban. They play the roles of market vendors, village elders and sometimes Afghan security forces. Several Afghan women are also on hand, useful for training British soldiers on the religious and cultural sensitivities of entering an Afghan home "Yes, there have been quite a lot of surprises," Beria says. Like Afghan will sit cross legged for hours. "The British soldier cannot do that," he laughs. "The Afghan will be sitting very comfortable and the British soldier is not. So, they have to get used to it." Some of the details in the Afghan village don't quite ring true. The slabs of lamb and beef hanging from the market stalls are plastic, as are the grapes and melons the vendors try and sell to the British soldiers. Still, Sindh Kalay is eerily effective. When soldiers sit down for a "shura" or meeting with village elders, helicopters buzz overhead and the soldiers seem surprised to be served a homemade yogurt and cucumber drink. http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/europe/07/01/shubert.army.village/index.html

Why Does My Hookah Burn My Throat? I made a homemade Hookah!! Its awesome but it still needs a little work. It still burns your throat for some reason. But the water bubbles meaning the smoke is going through the water first and the smoke fills up in the vase. yet it still burns like a mother. I didnt burn coals, i just burnt a piece of paper on top of a broken open cigarette. maybe thats why? i dont know. its pretty much air tight though, so im happy with that. I'm thinking its the paper cuz the taste im getting is just burnt-ness. the water is room temperature. Im using generic plastic straws for all hoses. a metal pipe for a stem.

Is this an illegal search? Okay, here's how the situation went down. I'm 17 and I went to the local Shnucks to get some gum and a Pop. On the way out when I got in my car I accidentally bumped a concrete light pole going about 4-5 mph, I quickly stopped and checked for damages to my car in the parking lot. The only damage done was a scratch to the plastic covering of my front plate. I got back into my car and drove to Sonic to eat, before I was about to pull out of Sonic a Undercover police officer pulled me over and asked me to step out of my car. I asked "What seems to be the problem officer?" He shined a flashlight in my face and asked if I've had anything to drink or to smoke. I told him the truth and said No. Then another police car arrived, and the officer asked me about the light pole I hit and saying thats why he pulled me over. I told him it was a simple mistake and that no damage was done. He then asked me if I smoked weed, He claims he brought the subject up through my Bob Marley shirt. I told him no I don't which was a lie. He then opened my car door and shined a flashlight all through my car, then walked away. He told the other officer that they need to search the car. I said "I don't consent to any searches sir." and then he got up in my face telling me he could tow my car away right now, and he threatened to bring the dogs. I told him I was just making him aware that I don't consent. He then started searching unjustly, no dogs were brought and he did not see anything in the open nor' did he smell anything. As they searched they found a glass pipe, and a homemade pipe under my seat. (I also had 2 friends in the car and they pulled them out and searched, found dip on one). They didn't find anything else. He came over to me then and asked if I knew where to get some weed. I said no sir'. He harassed me about it and I remained silent. He then told me to get in my car and go and I thanked him. He did not charge me with anything or do anything. But I was wondering if that was a legal search or not. If they did take me to court over the pipes or give me a ticket and I took it to court, would they win? Is it just because there police and better? Why was I searched, the officer claimed it was for a 'Hit and Run' but I don't think they can search under my situation. Thanks.

is this short story any good? Its not finished yet, but nearly is!! Just want some feedback....yay or nay kinda thing hope u like it....leave comments!! Pigs in Blankets By Neil Colquhoun I was young, very young. Seven years old at a guess. Can’t be sure on that, childhood memories all seem so long ago it’s hard to be accurate on mundane facts like timelines. But I’m pretty sure I was young, if I was any older than seven, a memory like this would have just nestled into the back of my mind like a bastard lazy cat. The fact that I am even remembering it now suggests that twenty years on, this memory is one of those snapshots of life that put hairs on your seven-year old bony chest... y’know, one of them things that lingers with you and somehow turns you into the man you will become, or some rubbish like that. Anyway, I was staying with my Grandparents at the time. They lived and worked on a Farm down in Cornwall. I was with them for the entire summer. Being a lonely child, I don’t think my parents knew what to do with seven year old kid for more than a weekend, so they shipped me off to live on a farm for a bit. I was dead excited if I remember correctly. Seven years old is a good age to go live on a proper farm for a bit y’know? Animals, mud, tractors and stuff, kids love that stuff. My Nan was a lovely lady. I must have put on about two stone in weight while I was there, she just constantly fed me up with homemade cakes and huge rustic sandwiches, breakfast lunch and dinner. I wasn’t complaining. My Grand-pa was also a lovely guy. He was quiet, but he never got angry or looked down on me or anything like that. He just did his thing y’know? Get up early, do his Farm bit, drive about in his tractor. Occasionally I’d see him smoke his pipe while having a cup of tea with the younger farmhands. That’s the lasting image I have of him, leaning on an old farm gate with his smoking pipe. That’s a nice image isn’t it? It was one hot Saturday evening when it all this started, this thing I’m telling you. I know it was a Saturday as Cannon & Ball were on the telly...strange the things you remember Isn’t it? Anyway, we were just sat around the telly, all three of us, when my Grand-pa leaned over and spoke to my Nan. ‘’Guna go and put them blankets with them pigs now, in time for morning.’’ And with that he sat up, went upstairs briefly and then stepped outside. I remember thinking at the time what a strange thing to have said. He hadn’t got an acknowledgement out of my Nan. She had just carried on doing whatever she had been doing. I thought it possible it was just some farm term that only those in know would understand, y’know, like a when a bloke needs a piss and announces he needs to drain the lizard, y’know, something like that. At the time I didn’t think much of it, and just carried on watching the telly. It was when I woke up the next morning at 4.30am to the sound of my Grand-pa getting ready to leave the house that I suddenly had a certain interest to find out where he was going and what he had meant the previous night. Now, I know early mornings for farmers are a very common thing, but this was a Sunday morning, and this farmer had always slept in on Sundays. I know this because he was always around for breakfasts on Sundays, the only day of the week when all three of us would eat cereal and toast together. Anyway, when I heard the heavy front door open and my Grand-Pa step out, I jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs to meet him. He looked quite excited as I jumped down the two bottom stairs, nearly falling flat on my face, ‘Well good morning me lad. What are you up so early for eh?’ he asked. ‘Where you going Grand-Pa?’ ‘See to the pigs lad.’ ‘With blankets again?’ ‘No me lad’ he smiled, ‘they already have them. I’m going to see them off now.’ ‘Can I come?’ Grand-pa looked at me funny then. I know why now, but at the time, I remember thinking maybe I shouldn’t have asked. Maybe I had annoyed him by asking? I wasn’t sure. He didn’t answer me straight away; instead he reached for my jacket which was hanging on a nearby peg, and started to wrap it around my Super-Ted pyjamas with great care, while gently kicking out my wellies from in-front of the radiator, freeing them of any leftover dry mud I had previously failed to scrape off. ‘Quickly lad’ he said, ‘get these on and we’re get going. Want to be pack in time for Tea and Toast don’t we?’ Grand-pa took a slight lead as we left the house and began to walk toward wherever the pigs were, leaving me to stare in wonder at the sight of the farm at such early morning. It was still a little dark, but not so dark as not to see where you were going. The ‘square’ as my Nan called it (the stone paved opening that separated the house to the rest of the farm’s sheds and silo’s) was fairly well lit with randomly placed spotlights creating a pathway. It was a noisy place though, even at this time in the morning. Birds were singing, a few Chickens and Roos

Getting High With Homemade lightbulb vape? is making a vape or meth pipe out of a lightbulb safe to smoke out off? are you suppose to cough really hard? just tell me all i need to know

HELP! Found pot in my son's backpack!? We suspected him of smoking pot (his grades suck, lack of responsibility, etc). He'll be 18 in a week. He came to us last week for help because he's often depressed or worried about everything, so he even agreed to see a counselor to help him. We discussed the possibility of him smoking and his sister said he does. His backpack was in the kitchen on the floor, so first I smelled the outside of his backpack all over and it smelled like pot. So I opened it and sure enough, found the pot and the homemade pipe. So now what do I do? How do we as parents approach him about it?

Found pot in son's backpack!!!? We suspected him of smoking pot (his grades suck, lack of responsibility, etc). He'll be 18 in a week. He came to us last week for help because he's often depressed or worried about everything, so he even agreed to see a counselor to help him. We discussed the possibility of him smoking and his sister said he does. His backpack was in the kitchen on the floor, so first I smelled the outside of his backpack all over and it smelled like pot. So I opened it and sure enough, found the pot and the homemade pipe. So now what do I do? How do we as parents approach him about it?

Is it possible to get a bad trip on weed? Hi everyone! I am 15 years old and last night I smoked some weed for the first time! Soon after, like 5 min after i started to feel like i was getting high. I started to feel really light and kind of like numb or something, but them my heart started to race. It was beating soooo fast and hard. I could hear it in my head and when i would touch my arm or anywhere on my body i could feel my heart pounding! It was really bad, it made me reallllllly scared and parnoid and i keep thinking that I was having some kind of bad reaction and I keep thinking about calling 911 to go to the hospital or go wake my mom up and tell her I wasn't feeling good! It was sooo scary, and i felt so weird. I also started to feel like really dizzy and then i started to cough a lot and choke and gag! And i almost puked at one point. I also couldn't stop walking, i was walking back and forth in the house cause every time i would sit down i could feel my heart beating more and it was making me so paranoid and stressed. I noticed that when I would listen to really loud music it would help a little to get my mind off of it, and I phoned my brother and begged him to stay on the phone with me, it made me feel much safer and i was thinking about other things. But i kept feeling really sick, like i would have these rushes going through my body, some making me feel sick and some making my heart beat fast and some that made things calm down. It was sooo weird! I couldn't handle the feelings anymore so I went in my bed and tried to sleep with music on and watching TV at the same time, but i couldn't sleep it was like impossible and i felt like so dizzy and messed up! I really really hated it, it was really bad! And it lasted like from 9:30 to around 12:30 and then my brother phoned me and it really helped to calm me down and i didn't feel so dizzy and i didn't have all those weird rushes and feelings going through my body anymore! But i still did feel sick! Right now its the next morning and haven't slept all night ! Maybe only 2 hours in the night, and right now i feel weird a little bit, kind of this weird feeling in my body and i'm kind of dizzy and I feel like really shaky or something. And i also still feel sick, but i think its from being over tired seeing I only slept about 2 hours last night! But i am so confused...Is it even possible to get a bad trip from weed? And what would i get a bad trip for, what would cause it? I did smoke from a plastic bottle, this homemade pipe that i made, could the chemicals give a bad reaction? And it was so weird, because I was expecting to feel really happy and laugh all the time, because that is what happens to all my friends and all the people i know, but that's not what happened at all, i didn't feel happy or good at all! And nothing seemed funny either! What happened?

what will happen to me am i looking at jail time!? So tonight I was pulled over speeding and a cop saw a close to empty bottle of captain morgan and asked to search my can I am under age and had nothing to drink. My coworkers friend hung out with me one night and wanted to smoke weed and he brought his own homemade pipe well he left it in my car and the cop found it and I was charged with possesion of drug parephnalia, I'm from iowa and I looked up the penalty, it was 50-500 dollar fine and up 30 days in jail. Will I end having to go to jail even tho it wasn't mine there was no weed in the car either? I have a clean record just a few speeding tickets? Kinda worried ne advice would b greatly appreciated!

is my poetry arousing? critique it, b*tches!? Ronald McDonald goes in for the gold Too bad he's not got a hand to hold. As I walk in the direction of the spirit fever a lonely beaver comes and sits on my lap. We sing folk songs and tell jokes, but my beaver chokes on my hobbit toe. I give him the heimlich. He's better now. A whispering breeze blows my beaver off of my knees, and now I'm alone. Ronald McDonald emerges from the trees strumming a on a Uke and smoking a pipe. I kiss him goodnight, me and Ronald never again have a fight. My dream is to wake up next to Paula Deen, that country bumpkin homemade queen. Her orange-glow tan, rosy-red lips, and platinum-white hair with spikey tips. She makes me feel full, stuffed as a pillow, probably caused by her beefy corn stew. She zaps away my loneliness, and I appreciate that. How about you?

How do I resolve this horrible family situation? Help, please!? One night last month, I came home from work like any other night of the year. Upon arriving, I immediately noticed an odd, acrid smell. I instantly realized it be be smoke from rock cocaine, which my son has had a problem with in the past few months of his life. Him having quit, I was extremely angered by what I thought to be him reverting back to drugs. As it turns out, it was actually my seven year old daughter with a homemade pipe, and cocaine inside of it. I walked in just as her brother was holding the lighter to the pipe. She is now addicted, but I can never catch her doing it nor can I find where they keep it. I can smell it on her, though, so I know she's doing this. Advice!? Please help!

what did you smoke out of today? i smoked out of a homemade bong using my pipe as a down stem. huuhuhhuh

Is the new Michigan drug pipe law ridiculous? I mean, what do the lawmakers think it's going to do? Stop people from using drugs? Now your car antennas are no longer safe, as the crackheads will be stealing all of them. There are many other ways to smoke drugs, and this law seems a waste of time and money. It is not going to prevent addicts from doing what they want. The materials for making homemade devices are everywhere. You can smoke pot with a toilet paper roll and some tin foil, pretty common household items! This may seem like a losded question, but I really would like to hear from a law enforcement POV. I mean don't you think it's a waste?

how much trouble will I get in for marijuana possesion and paraphernalia? okay well I was at school one day and basicly two cops come up to me, the school resource officer and another cop and take me to the office. the assistant principal asks me if I have any thing on me I shouldn't like ciggs, etc.. and I say no, and he searches me and find nothing. the cops take me into another room and read me my rights and then they tell me my mom had found my weed, my homemade bong and pipe, lighter, eye drops, and scale.. it was about a quarter I would say and he asked if I sold. I said i didn't really sell like since I had enough and if I was with friends and they wanted to smoke I would smoke them up and they could pay me back or whatever. I had about maybe 20 seeds and he asked if I planned on growing. I told him no because I would never be able to grow in my parents house and I really didn't plan on growing. I don't really know why I kept them.. I did cooperate with them and told them the truth. so now I'm wondering how much trouble I will get in. this is my first offence with marijuana. but before like 2-3 years ago I did get in trouble for counter feiting like maybe $50.. I didn't get charged with that and I didn't go to court but I had to do some community service and had to right an essay. I am 16 years old and live in Virginia. I really don't need any answers telling me to stop smoking or anything like that or i'm dumb and shouldn't do that stuff. I am simply looking for an answer telling me what the court might do to me. thank you to any serious and sincere answers (:

How do you get high from weed? I don't know what I'm doing wrong..? I've smoked about twenty times.. and never been high. I've smoked blunts, and through pipes and homemade pipes.. how do you smoke weed, and get high? When I smoke, I inhale it for a few seconds and keep it in my mouth for another few seconds and blow out.. but how do i get it in my lungs?! ive never even got a buzz before

Should I tell my mom about my brother (drugs)? He quit smoking pot a couple months ago ( well I hope he did). Anyways, when he had the last of his stash I knew where it was . And just now I discovered where his homemade bong was , and his metal pipe , and all his old stash baggies. Should I tell my mom ? I don't know if she'll yell at my brother about it couple months later , and then I get in trouble for snooping around. Even when he was on pot he never told me . I feel like I should tell her.

what are some good ones? What are some good smoking utensils other than: ♥ 4 footer homemade bong made with PVC pipe ♥ 5 in. water bong ♥ 12 in. Glass bong ♥ bubbler ♥ bowls, 4 of diffrent sizes ♥ A Gas Mask ~ we smoke from these daily what are some others items we can try diffrent! thanks!!! ♥ Blunts ♥ papers Yes its a joke!!! I just want to see what others say! LOL☻

Where should I smoke weed for the first time.? I've been wanting to smoke for a long time now but I don't want to take any risk's of getting caught, I'm thinking about doing it at night when my mom is asleep and I could just sneak out my window onto my deck and close the window so no smoke gets in my room, and I am going to use a toilet paper roll stuffed with dryer sheets to blow the smoke in so the neighbors won't smell the smoke and call the cops or something (I live by strict old people) and I was gonna smoke out of a homemade bong or an apple pipe,then I will brush my teeth and put on some cologne and deodorant, and I am gonna take my clothes off outside and stash them somewhere so I could wash them in the morning when my mom takes by brother's to school, I don't think my eyes would be red from a bong cause no smoke would get in my eye's, and then after all that just relax eat some chip's and Modern Warfare 2 on XBOX LIVE and then go to sleep.

How To Smoke Salvia Divinorum? Hi i just bought a gram of Salvia (30 x). This is my second time smoking salvia and the first time didn't work. I smoked 5x in a water pipe with a regular lighter. The water pipe that I had broke and all I have now is a glass spoon pipe. I plan to take 2-3 hits with a torch lighter. Should this work?? I spent $35 so I dont want to waste any. should I use a homemade bong? if so how should i make it. thanks.

Why do some people trip hard core and some not from salvia divinorum? I have smoked it a few times. I have found that it only really hits if you use a butane lighter that burns really hot and is out of some sort of water pipe, even homemade. But what I don't get is all the videos you see online show people absolutely tripping hardcore. I have never tripped like that. When it really hits me my vision gets blurry and kinda wavy, it sorta feels heavy to one side I guess. I begin to laugh very hard(thats what feels good) uncontrollably and then I feel really hot and I'm dizzy but can still walk and stand. But I never see things apart from the blurriness. So why is this. I mean I haven't hit any real potent stuff like 60x and I don't do any other drug. I use 5x that comes from a site that uses a really pure standard extract and it has the same potency as my local head shop's 20x. Should I try the really harder stuff. I have never tripped before and I would like to try it. Unlike many people I like salvia because it feels relaxing afterward and I get an AMAZING nights rest. I wake up feeling very refreshed the next day. any insight? thanks. Please no "you shouldn't do that"

What do you smoke out of? joint, pipe, bong, or some homemade thing i usually use a pipe or bong

caught my husband smoking pot, what to do? he was away at a friends house and i was cleaning. i came across a homemade pipe made out of a pop can in our appartment. later that night when i picked him up ( he dont have a car) i confronted him about it and he admitted he had been smoking pot. he used to smoke while we were dating. he knows i dont like it and told me hed quit. he never did i catch him. his friend later talked him into quiting and since then i thought he was clean. before we got married i made i clear that i wouldnt put up with shit like that. after asking about the pipe i found he said he was sorry and said he does it when hes stressed... i get stressed too but u dont see me doing stupid shit like that do u? hes showing no remorse what so ever. he even had the nerve to ask me to drop him off his friends house... the very "friend" who he'd been smoking with and got the pot from. im not how to handle this situation. i dont really think hes addicted he doesnt do it very often so i dont think rehab is going to help too much but i am going to look into what sort of programs the offer. do i turn his friend in? do i not let my husband see him anymore? (theyre close) do i start drug tesing him once a month? idk what to do or how to handle this any suggestions? for all you ppl saying its not a big deal... your right... it really isnt other than the fact that it is illegal. but it bothers me and he knows it. pot every once in a while, sure its too bad. but pot alot of the times leads to other illegal activity. hes been getting it free from a friend but we all know that aint gona last forever. whats next? is he going to steal to get it? try new drugs that really are harmful? who knows it could lead to

Marijuana smokers!!! Can You help me with making a bowl? Hey guys! For Christmas I am going to surprise my boyfriend with a homemade wooden bowl. I know that it might give off a weird taste or will burn so I'm putting bronze inside along the pipe. I have never smoked out of a bowl. An aluminum foil pipe is the closest thing. I'm not really a weed smoker but I don't mind doing it on occasion. Say I get a block of wood. Question #1: What type of wood should I use? Will it matter since I'm putting the bronze in there? Ok so I don't know which type of bowl I should make! My boyfriend was talking about a chillum but I imagine a normal type of bowl/pipe to be easier for me to design and make. So leading to Question #2: What do I need to make in the bowl? Like what are the important parts that make up a bowl? If I'm making a standard bowl or a pipe do I need to put a filter in it? Anyways what other things should I look into for this homemade masterpiece I'm about to make? Any measurements, Ideas? Do you think this will work? I'm very creative and artistic so I know It's going to be a work of art :) I don't know how to make a filter!! Can you explain how to do it and what I might need to use?

What you think of this Prince article? John Nelson turns sixty-nine today, and all the semiretired piano man wants for his birthday is to shoot some pool with his firstborn son. "He's real handy with a cue," says Prince, laughing, as he threads his old white T-bird through his old black neighborhood toward his old man's house. "He's so cool. The old man knows what time it is." Hard time is how life has traditionally been clocked in North Minneapolis; this is the place 'Time' forgot twelve years ago when the magazine's cover trumpeted "The Good Life in Minnesota," alongside a picture of Governor Wendell Anderson holding up a walleye. Though tame and middle-class by Watts and Roxbury standards, the North Side offers some of the few mean streets in town. The old sights bring out more Babbitt than Badass is Prince as he leads a leisurely tour down the main streets of his inner-city Gopher Prairie. He cruises slowly, respectfully: stopping completely at red lights, flicking on his turn signal even when no one's at an intersection. Gone is the wary Kung Fu Grasshopper voice with which Prince whispers when meeting strangers or accepting Academy Awards. Cruising peacefully with the window down, he's proof in a paisley jump suit that you can always go home again, especially if you never really left town. Tooling through the neighborhood, Prince speaks matter-of-factly of why he toyed with early interviewers about his father and mother, their divorce and his adolescent wanderings between the homes of his parents, friends and relatives. "I used to tease a lot of journalists early on," he says, "because I wanted them to concentrate on the music and not so much on me coming from a broken home. I really didn't think that was important. What was important was what came out of my system that particular day. I don't live in the past. I don't play my old records for that reason. I make a statement, then move on to the next." The early facts, for the neo-Freudians: John Nelson, leader of the Prince Rogers jazz trio, knew Mattie Shaw from North Side community dances. A singer sixteen years John's junior, Mattie bore traces of Billie Holiday in her pipes and more than a trace of Indian and Caucasian in her blood. She joined the Prince Rogers trio, sang for a few years around town, married John Nelson and dropped out of the group. She nicknamed her husband after the band; the son who came in 1958 got the nickname on his birth certificate. At home and on the street, the kid was "Skipper." Mattie and John broke up ten years later, and Prince began his domestic shuttle. "That's where my mom lives," he says nonchalantly, nodding toward a neatly trimmed house and lawn. "My parents live very close by each other, but they don't talk. My mom's the wild side of me; she's like that all the time. My dad's real serene; it takes the music to get him going. My father and me, we're one and the same." A wry laugh. "He's a little sick, just like I am." "That was the church I went to growing up," says Prince. "I wonder who's getting married." A fat little kid waves, and Prince waves back. "Just all kinds of things here," he goes on, turning right. "There was a school right there, John Hay. That's where I went to elementary school," he says, pointing out a field of black tar sprouting a handful of bent metal basketball rims. "And that's where my cousin lives. I used to play there every day when I was twelve, on these streets, football up and down this block. That's his father out there on the lawn." These lawns are where Prince the adolescent would also amuse his friends with expert Prince is fiddling with the tape deck inside the T-Bird. On low volume comes his unreleased "Old Friends 4 Sale," an arrow-to-the-heart rock ballad about trust and loss. Unlike "Positively 4th Street" -- which Bob Dylan reputedly named after a nearby Minneapolis block -- the lyrics are sad, not bitter. "I don't know too much about Dylan," says Prince, "but I respect him a lot. 'All Along the Watchtower' is my favorite of his. I heard it first from Jimi Hendrix." He turns onto Plymouth, the North Side's main strip. When Martin Luther King got shot, it was Plymouth Avenue that burned. "We used to go to that McDonald's there," he says. "I didn't have any money, so I'd just stand outside there and smell stuff. Poverty makes people angry, brings out their worst side. I was very bitter when I was young. I was insecure and I'd attack anybody. I couldn't keep a girlfriend for two weeks. We'd argue about anything." Across the street from McDonald's, Prince spies a smaller landmark. He points to a vacant corner phone booth and remembers a teenage fight with a strict and unforgiving father. "That's where I called my dad and begged him to take me back after he kicked me out," he begins softly. "He said no, so I called my sister and asked her to ask him. So she did, and afterward told me that all I had to do was call him back, tell him I was sorry, and he's take me back. So I did, and he still said no. I sat crying at that phone booth for two hours. That's the last time I cried.In the years between that phone-booth breakdown and today's pool game came forgiveness. Says Prince, "Once I made it, got my first record contract, got my name on a piece of paper and a little money in my pocket, I was able to forgive. Once I was eating every day, I became a much nicer person." But it took many more years for the son to understand what a jazzman father needed to survive. Prince figured it out when he moved into his purple house. "I can be upstairs at the piano, and Rande [his cook] can come in," he says. "Her footsteps will be in a different time, and it's real weird when you hear something that's a totally different rhythm than what you're playing. A lot of times that's mistaken for conceit or not having a heart. But it's not. And my dad's the same way, and that's why it was hard for him to live with anybody. I didn't realize that until recently. When he was working or thinking, he had a private pulse going constantly inside him. I don't know, your bloodstream beats differently." Prince pulls the T-Bird into an alley behind a street of neat frame houses, stops behind a wooden one-car garage and rolls down the window. Relaxing against a tree is a man who looks like Cab Calloway. Dressed in a crisp white suit, collar and tie, a trim and smiling John Nelson adjusts his best cuff links and waves. "Happy birthday," says the son. "Thanks," says the father, laughing. Nelson says he's not even allowing himself a piece of cake on his birthday. "No, not this year," he says with a shake of the head. Pointing at his son, Nelson continues, "I'm trying to take off ten pounds I put on while visiting him in Los Angeles. He eats like I want to eat, but exercises, which I certainly don't." Father then asks son if maybe he should drive himself to the pool game so he won't have to be hauled all the way back afterward. Prince says okay, and Nelson, chuckling, says to the stranger, "Hey, let me show you what I got for my birthday two years ago." He goes over to the garage and gives a tug on the door handle. is a An "That. "We used parts of my past and present to make the story pop more, but it was a story. My dad wouldn't have nothing to do with guns. He never swore, still doesn't, and never drinks." Prince looks in his rearview mirror at the car tailing him. "He don't look sixty-nine, do he? He's so cool. He's got girlfriends, lots of 'em." Prince drives alongside two black kids walking their bikes. "Hey, Prince," says one casually. "Hey," says the driver with a nod, "how you doing?" Passing by old neighbors watering their lawns and shooting hoops, the North Side's favorite son talks about his hometown. "I wouldn't move, just cuz I like it here so much. I can go out and not get jumped on. It feels good not to be hassled when I dance, which I do a lot. It's not a think of everybody saying, 'Whoa, who's out with who here?' while photographers flash their bulbs in your face." Nearing the turnoff that leads from Minneapolis to suburban Eden Prairie, Prince flips in another tape and peeks in the rearview mirror. John Nelson is still right behind. "It's real hard for my father to show emotion," says Prince, heading onto the highway. "He never says, 'I love you,' and when we hug or something, we bang our heads together like in some Charlie Chaplin movie. But a while ago, he was telling me how I always had to be careful. My father told me, 'If anything happens to you, I'm gone.' All I thought at first was that it was a real nice thing to say. But then I thought about it for a while and realized something. That was my father's way of saying 'I love you.'" A few minutes later, Prince and his father pull in front of the Warehouse, a concrete barn in an Eden Prairie industrial park. Inside, the Family, a rock-funk band that Prince has been working with, is pounding out new songs and dance routines. The group is as tight as ace drummer Jellybean Johnson's pants. At the end of one hot number, Family members fall on their backs, twitching like fried eggs. Prince and his father enter to hellos from the still-gyrating band. Prince goes over to a pool table by the soundboard, racks the balls and shimmies to the beat of the Family's next song. Taking everything in, John Nelson gives a professional nod to the band, his son's rack job and his own just-chalked cue. He hitches his shoulders, takes aim and breaks like Minnesota Fats. A few minutes later, the band is still playing and the father is still shooting. Prince, son to this father and father to this band, is smiling. THE NIGHT BEFORE, in the Warehouse, Prince is about to break his three-year public silence. Wearing a jump suit, powder-blue boots and a little crucifix on a chain, he dances with the Family for a little while, plays guitar for a minute, sings lead for a second, then noodles four-handed keyboard with Susannah Melvoin, Wendy's identical-twin sister. Seeing me at the door, Prince comes over. "Hi," he whispers, offering a hand, "want something to eat or drink?" On the table in front of the band are piles of fruit and a couple bags of Doritos. Six different kinds of tea sit on a shelf by the wall. No drugs, no booze, no coffee. Prince plays another lick or two and watches for a few more minutes, then waves goodbye to the band and heads for his car outside the concrete barn. "I'm not used to this," mumbles Prince, staring straight ahead through the windshield of his parked car. "I really thought I'd never do interviews again." we drive for twenty minutes, talking about Minnesota's skies, air and cops. Gradually, his voice comes up, bringing with it inflections, hand gestures and laughs. faced icons of Yahweh or Lucifer. "We're here," Monroe to talk to. Indeed, if a real-estate agent led a tour through Prince's house, one would guess that the resident was, at most, a hip suburban surgeon who likes deep-pile carpeting. "Hi," says Rande, from the kitchen, "you got a couple of messages." Prince thanks her and offers up some homemade chocolate-chip cookies. He takes a drink from a water cooler emblazoned with a Minnesota North Stars sticker and continues the."This place," he says, "is not a prison. And the only things it's a shrine to are Jesus, love and peace." Off the kitchen is a living room that holds nothing your aunt wouldn't have in her house. On the mantel are framed pictures of family and friends, including one of John Nelson playing a guitar. There's a color TV and VCR, a long coffee table supporting a dish of jellybeans, and a small silver unicorn by the mantel. Atop the large mahogany piano sits an oversize white Bible. The only unusual thing in either of the two guest bedrooms is a two-foot statue of a smiling yellow gnome covered by a swarm of butterflies. One of the monarchs is flying out of a heart-shaped hole in the gnome's chest. "A friend gave that to me, and I put it in the living room," says Prince. "But some people said it scared them, so I took it out and put it in here." Downstairs from the living room is a narrow little workroom with recording equipment and a table holding several notebooks. "Here's where I recorded all of 1999," says Prince, "all right in this room." On a low table in the corner are three Grammys. "Wendy," says Prince, "has got the Academy Award." The work space leads into the master bedroom. It's nice. And...normal. No torture devices or questionable appliances, not even a cigarette butt, beer tab or tea bag in sight. A four-poster bed above plush white carpeting, some framed pictures, one of Marilyn Monroe. A small lounging area off the bedroom provides a stereo, a lake-shore view and a comfortable place to stretch out on the floor and talk. And talk he did -- his first interview in three years. A few hours later, Prince is kneeling in front of the VCR, showing his "Raspberry Beret" video. He explains why he started the clip with a prolonged clearing of the throat. "I just did it to be sick, to do something no one else would do." He pauses and contemplates. "I turned on MTV to see the premiere of 'Raspberry Beret' and Mark Goodman was talking to the guy who discovered the backward message on 'Darling Nikki.' They were trying to figure out what the cough meant too, and it was sort of funny." He pauses again. "But I'm not getting down on him for trying. I like that. I've always had little hidden messages, and I always will." He then plugs in a videocassette of "4 the Tears in Your Eyes," which he's just sent to the Live Aid folks for the big show. "I hope they like it," he said, shrugging his shoulders. change clothes." He comes back a couple minutes later wearing another paisley jump suit, "the only kind of clothes I own." And the boots? "People say I'm wearing heels because I'm short," he says, laughing. "I wear heels because the women like 'em." A FEW MINUTES LATER, driving toward the First Avenue club, Prince is talking about the fate of the most famous landmark in Minneapolis. "Before Purple Rain," he says, "all the kids who came to First Avenue knew us, and it was just like a big, fun fashion show. The kids would dress for themselves and just try to took really cool. Once you got your thing right, you'd stop looking at someone else. You'd be yourself, and you'd feel comfortable." As we pull up in front of First Avenue, a Saturday-night crowd is milling around outside, combing their hair, smoking cigarettes, holding hands. They stare with more interest than awe as Prince gets out of the car. "You want to go to the [VIP] booth?" asks the bouncer. "Naah," says Prince. "I feel like dancing." A few feet off the packed dance floor stands the Family, taking a night off from rehearsing. Prince joins the band and laughs, kisses, soul shakes. Prince and three of Family members wade through a floor of Teddy-and-Eleanor-Mondale-brand funkettes and start moving. Many of the kids Prince passes either don't see him or pretend they don't care. Most of the rest turn their heads slightly to see the man go by, then simply continue their own motions. An hour later, he's on the road again, roaring out of downtown. Just as he's asked if there's anything in the world that he wants but doesn't have, two blondes driving daddy's Porsche speed past. "I don't," Prince says with a giggle, "have them." He catches up to the girls, rolls down the window and throws a ping-pong ball that was on the floor at them. They turn their heads to see what kind of geek is heaving ping-pong balls at them on the highway at two in the morning. When they see who it is, mouths drop, hands wave, the horn blares. Prince rolls up his window, smiles silently and speeds by.

Is it possible for Weed side affects to disappear? First I wanna say that I have brain cancer...I have a brain tumor in my head and its inactive.....I have smoked weed three times....but they are widely separated from eachother. The First two times were I think 3 weeks separated from eachother. The first time I was drunk and wasn't thinking and I did it. It was from a pipe and I had about 5 hits. The second time was three weeks later.....I only had about 1- 1 1/2 hits. This was also done with a pipe. The third time I did it was 10 Days ago...I was not drunk, I was feeling kinda down and decided why not. This time it was done with a homemade bong that my friend had made. We smoked it and then we got the smart idea of taking a mixed drink (Whiskey & Pepsi), take a hit on the bong, then chug the drink, and then blow out the smoke. Needless to say I got high off this....ever since my memory feels like it has some kind of block on it. Be aware that on my third time I swallowed the smoke by accident once because I choked. Please Help Me!!!

ouija boards, im interested in spirits, how to contact them, etc. Help me please? 1. How to contact your spirit guides, give me steps on how to contact them. I try, but I cant seem to relax my mind. 2. The Ouija broads, are they real. I read a story about a girl who had a horrible experience with an ouija board, is it real ??. If so how do you make a homemade one, and how to keep myself protected when doing this. Thank you so much" here is the story, Posted on June 22, 2009 I am 30 years old now, but I have a true story to tell back when I was 17, almost 15 years ago in Seattle. It was raining heavy all day, darkly overcast and dark early which is typical for a Seattle September. I decided to call one of my friends who lived up north that I hadn’t seen in a while and catch up with him, so I gave him a quick call, grabbed my sleeping bag, some weed and my toothbrush, jumped into my rusted out old bomb of a car and headed two hours north into the woods where his house was. When I got there, Jake (my friend) who was 18 at the time, had people over, a few people that he knew, Amber, Crissy and Mike. Jake lived in a big house almost 15 miles from a small town on an island. He inherited the house from his late grandfather and his dad lived almost 200 miles away in eastern Washington, so it was just us. Although the house had a fireplace and wood stove, it was always cold, probably because of the high ceilings, stone and timber floors and open spaces. We hung out in an old wine cellar/basement that Jake had converted into his guitar room and studio under the house, heated by a small blow heater, it was just enough to keep the basement bearable. We smoked the weed I brought, and drank some red wine Mike managed to get from a guy he knew. We were all laughing and having a good time talking politics and music. Mike was telling us about a really cool band he heard one night in Pioneer Square by the University district that he thought was going to be big. (I won’t name the band, but as it turned out, they became huge.) The conversation turned to more esoteric material, Amber and Crissy were talking about the occult. Mike and Jake were talking sports. I was getting sympathetic glances from Jacob when he realized I had nothing to say about either topic. He turned his conversation toward me, and asked if I wanted to play a game. “Sure” I said. Amber broke mid sentence and interrupted, “we have a game”. Mike immediately piped up, “I’m not making out with you Amber, besides, we don’t have anymore alcohol.” Which I thought was a bit rude, because Amber was really pretty and although a bit eccentric in an emo gothic way, but she was nice. “No” she said, pulling a Ouija board out of her duffle bag, apparently the girls had decided to stay the night too and packed accordingly. I think Mike was really stoned because he sat out of the game, lounging on an old beat up couch Jacob had bought from a thrift shop for 18.00. Curled up in his HS letterman’s jacket, he fell asleep. We turned off the one light bulb hanging from the basement ceiling after lighting a few candles. Jake always had a lot of candles in his house, (I don’t think he liked to pay electricity bills), besides being only 18, he had a minimum wage job at a pet store, so finding candles in Jacob’s house was never a problem. We turned off the heater to create a more silent atmosphere. It was eerie down in that dark basement lighted only by candles in the middle of the night staring at a Ouija board in a big old house in the middle of the woods with only the sound of rain and the creaking floorboards above us. But surprisingly I remember, we were not cold, some of which I think was because we were so high. We all put our hands on the board and closed our eyes. Amber who was the one who studied witchcraft and that stuff was directing us. Telling us not fall asleep, but to relax our minds, to just let go and focus on creating a triangle in our minds where the spirits could come through. (I thought to myself, relaxing my mind will not be a problem, but the rest of this sounds like B.S.) I said nothing, but just did as she said. I tuned out everything except the sound of her voice, creating a space in the form of a triangle for the spirits to come through in. I felt sleepy, but I did not lose consciousness. Then it happened. I saw an image of really hot guy. I didn’t know him, I just remember thinking to myself, wow!, this will be easy to look at as he stood in the triangle. I actually began to feel a bit horny, but of course I kept that to myself. I heard Jake make a soft Hmmm, sound to himself too, like he was seeing him too, but dismissed it, because I know Jake was not gay. Then, this guy reached out and touched my hand, I felt a cold chill run through me like a nervous tingle up my spine even though it was just in my imagination. And the pointer moved! The image of this guy stayed in my head even when I opened my eyes. I did not expect to be able to still ’see’ him and keep my eyes open and watch the

Can I smoke Salvia in a waterfall homemade bong, or do I need to use a pipe or something? I don't even know how much I'm supposed to use. I'm about to go buy some for the first time in a few days.

Is my metal pipe still safe to smoke out of? Is my metal pipe still safe to smoke out of? I just recently got a metal pipe from a friend(its most likely a cheap one, but not sure) I decided to clean it out. Its probably one that he picked up at a gas station somewhere. But its not homemade. I soaked in rubbing alcohol for 10 minutes after I had washed it out with soap and water. Its now clean...however the blue paint/coating layer is coming off in some areas around the bowl, do you guys still think its safe to smoke? Its silver underneath by the way, and the coating of blue is mostly coming off around the edge of the bowl. Do you guys think the blue layer was put on to protect the smoker from something harmful underneath?

Marijuana Smokers!!! Can you help me with making a bowl? Hey guys! For Christmas I am going to surprise my boyfriend with a homemade wooden bowl. I know that it might give off a weird taste or will burn so I'm putting bronze inside along the pipe. I have never smoked out of a bowl. An aluminum foil pipe is the closest thing. I'm not really a weed smoker but I don't mind doing it on occasion. Say I get a block of wood. Question #1: What type of wood should I use? Will it matter since I'm putting the bronze in there? Ok so I don't know which type of bowl I should make! My boyfriend was talking about a chillum but I imagine a normal type of bowl/pipe to be easier for me to design and make. So leading to Question #2: What do I need to make in the bowl? Like what are the important parts that make up a bowl? If I'm making a standard bowl or a pipe do I need to put a filter in it? Anyways what other things should I look into for this homemade masterpiece I'm about to make? Any measurements, Ideas? Do you think this will work? I'm very creative and artistic so I know It's going to be a work of art :) I don't know how to make a filter!! Can you explain how to do it and what I might need to use?

how to make homemade meth pipes? well, my younger brother lives with me, and i love him too much to kick him out, actually he's not so little. hes 20, but pays the rent and also had a job. i know he used to snort meth (speed), and told me he stop because i just sat him down one night and we talked about it, cried, so on. but i've been noticing lightbulbs in his room that look dirty from the inside, i've never seen this. but what can he make a meth pipe out of, if its even possible. i've heard stories about smoking it but never really looked into it. not had, i mean he has a job unlike most meth users

Is my metal pipe still safe to smoke out of? Is my metal pipe still safe to smoke out of? I just recently got a metal pipe from a friend(its most likely a cheap one, but not sure) I decided to clean it out. Its probably one that he picked up at a gas station somewhere. But its not homemade. I soaked in rubbing alcohol for 10 minutes after I had washed it out with soap and water. Its now clean...however the blue paint/coating layer is coming off in some areas around the bowl, do you guys still think its safe to smoke? Its silver underneath by the way, and the coating of blue is mostly coming off around the edge of the bowl. Do you guys think the blue layer was put on to protect the smoker from something harmful underneath?